Day five, still injured foot and still waiting for a miracle and have it be healed for this coming Sunday. We're running to Deep Cove this Sunday. After my last 32km run I was really looking forward to this one. I'm very bummed, sad, a little depressed that I probably won't be able to run it. I'll consider biking it with the girls that I run with but I know emotionally it won't be the same.
I'm starting to get worried I won't be able to run BMO. What if I don't heal and I miss my first major event of the year? This is a prep for Ironman, it'll either be very harmful to my training for that, or, it could be best thing that ever happened, I just haven't decided yet (but I'm really hoping the later).
Now that I can't train though, the beer, scotch, vodka, and anything else delicious sure is calling my name, and its getting louder. I spent a week pretty much drunk (not really but you get the picture, I was drinking more than a normal amount of alcohol for myself) and really have the taste for the booze again. As well I can feel the ice cream calling me. Whenever I had a bad day, before I got into training, I'd turn to ice cream for comfort. I'm feeling the lure again but because of my lack of ability to train. Even cycling hurts. Swimming, not so much, I'll go for a long swim tomorrow.
The grumpy is growing!
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