I thought I had a lot to say and maybe I do, I’m still not sure. I’ve been getting so exhausted lately that I don’t know what to do. Sometimes I wonder if there is something medically or hormonally wrong with me. I will be fine over the weekend but then Sunday afternoon and Monday night I am so tired I can lie down and sleep and sleep and sleep. Yesterday I slept from about 3pm until 7:30and then slept all night long and now today I am tired as well and can’t wait to go home and take a nap! I’m sure tomorrow I will be fine and back to my usual self but this gets old after a while.
I still haven’t started officially training for my half marathon in October. I know I should have started but every weekend that I want to do a long run, something comes up. I know I can run 6+ miles no big deal. Do I really need to train for a half marathon? I suppose if I don’t want it to be an embarrassment I should. I have also decided that I want to do a Tough Mudder race next year sometime. Probably the one in Kansas City. I have reviewed their website and the obstacles involved and it looks insanely physically grueling. Right up my alley. If you haven’t heard of it, think Ninja Warrior meets mud run and people do this just for fun. I had someone tell me today that I was somewhat masochistic and I guess you could say that. It’s not the pain I enjoy, it’s the adrenaline rush that you get waiting for the gun to start the race. It’s the endorphins that kick in mile after mile. And now with the Tough Mudder, the idea of obstacles that push your physical boundaries, well that is just tantalizing to say the least!
I had a friend tell me that I could not both lift weights the way I want to and be a runner and be able to run long distances, but I just don’t see why not. Lifting weights makes you more efficient as a runner because your muscles are able to recruit and work together and use less energy to do it. When you are strong, you can maintain better form for longer periods of time and your body has a better oxygen delivery system so your muscles and you don’t get tired as fast. I like to lift heavy stuff. We were helping a friend move recently and I remarked that I wasn’t getting stuck with the vacuum cleaners, I wanted to move furniture. Everytime I tried to pick up something heavy there was a man trying to take it away from me or an older woman telling me to knock it off and I shouldn’t be doing that. My body is fully capable of picking up heavy stuff and I enjoy the way it makes me feel. I love being able to pick up stuff that weighs almost as much as I do and move it from one side of the room to the other. It’s a strange feeling of self-sufficiency and independence. At the same time, people look at you like you’re a freak and I rather enjoy that. Maybe I am a freak. I’m good with that.