Today I took a “me day”. I slept in and I didn’t do a long run. In fact I didn’t run at all. I already have two rest days under my belt this week. Wednesday, due to having multiple appointments and such, a run wasn’t in the schedule. Friday, a typical rest day for me, I was going to run however Thursday night’s conditioning class was particularly brutal and my legs were not having any sort of run. So for me to actively choose no run this morning at all is unusual.
Scott and I had an insanely busy week. I normally try to schedule in a “me” day where I don’t have to do anything much and if I have to go anywhere it is only for a short time. I really need to have these kinds of days at home with nothing to worry about, no schedule to keep, and time to do whatever it is that I need to get done.
I didn’t have that this week and I was hurtin’.
I had every intention of getting up and running this morning. I was planning on doing anywhere from 10 to 12 miles. When Rocks and Scott came to bed, they both decided to make sleeping for me as difficult as possible while they either sawed logs, scraped their nails across their bed constantly (Thanks Rocks), or just kept moving around to beat the band.
When they came to bed, I already had a good 4.5 hours of sleep in my pocket. However, I am a NEED sleep girl and interrupted sleep means I might as well have not slept at all. It messes me up, makes my head wonky, and makes me generally a cranktastic person.
Add that on to us being so busy yesterday that my lunch consisted of an apple and a piece of toast with PB, and then dinner was soup around 9pm, there was no way this girl was going to have the energy to run 10+ miles. I decided to sleep in and do a shorter run. I got up to take care of Rocks and it was cold outside! The kind of cold where you need to forget capris and go straight to running pants, and possibly some gloves. It was awesome!
I crawled back in bed so I could finish my sleeping in. As I laid there, that is when I decided it was time to just take a break. I needed some major chill time. Being three weeks out from my half, maybe that’s not the smartest move to make. But I’ve kept my miles up all summer long. I know I can run that race.
While I could have taken a short run this morning, mentally and emotionally I wouldn’t have been there. Which means the run would have not been fun.
I got up this morning for the second time, I put the coffee on and made some pumpkin bread. I have some stuff to do around the house and some blog keeping I need to take care of that I can do whenever I want today. No schedule. No where to be. No one to answer to.
It’s a Me Day.
Do you take Me Days? What did you do on your last one?