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Last night I went to bed around 11PM. My alarm was set for 4:10. I was planning on a 12-mile run, 7 miles of which would be run at half-marathon pace. I had even programmed my new Garmin Forerunner 610 to monitor my heart rate to make sure I was running the proper zones.
Unfortunately my plans didn’t work out so well. At around 12:30AM I woke up and for the life of me could not get back to sleep. The last time I looked at the clock before finally drifting off was 2:30AM.
3 hours of interrupted sleep before a 12-mile run is not smart. When my alarm went off I simply turned it off and rolled over. This was the smart move, but as I drifted off again I wondered how I would feel in the light of day. Would I be disappointed that I didn’t even try? Would I be mad that I had been awakened in the middle of the night? Would I even care?
What’s really weird is that I think it made me more motivated.
It did make me mad, but not in the “I’m so angry” kind of way – instead, I was happily mad. It was almost like a flame coming back to life. I was disappointed, but instead of moping about it, I was simply excited about the next opportunity I would have to run.
Last night I was half-excited about the run (mostly because I wanted to see how well the Forerunner 610’s programmable workouts functioned. But this morning, as I made breakfast for my girls (who are home for summer vacation) I found that I was REALLY excited about my next run (whatever that may be). In the end, I will probably miss my 12-miler. Tomorrow is supposed to be a 5 mile recovery run followed by 20 – 21 on Sunday and despite wanting to try out the bells and whistles of my new toy, I am even more amped to hit the road for a long run on Sunday – no sense in me blowing myself up tonight with a hard 12. As Coach Caleb always says, don’t try to make up for a missed training run. Once it’s gone, it’s gone.
I am really excited about running both tomorrow and Sunday.
Strange that missing a workout actually serves as motivation to get back out there and just GO! Who would have thought that would happen.