Frustration.

Running out here in the PNW (Pacific Northwest, for those of you not in the know ;) ) has been incredible so far. On pretty much all of my runs, I've seen just as many deer as runners and for a Florida girl, that is no small number. Pretty awesome. In fact, seeing the deer is sometimes so breathe taking to me that it's hard to keep running. I want to just stop and watch them. And the view of the mountains. Whoa. That is a whole other story. Pretty much this whole week has been clear beautiful blue skies and so I could see Mt. Baker from all over town. It was so rejuvenating to make a turn and then Bam! off in the distance this ENORMOUS snow covered mountain. Thank you Jesus. I will keep running now. So anyways, all that has been great, but today...not so great.

I'm pretty sure this was the most frustrating run I've had since I went for that first miserable lap around the track. Why? Everything hurt. My knees hurt. my lungs hurt. even my stomach for some strange reason hurt. You know what was worse? I gave up. Usually if something is going on, I can be stubborn enough to push through it and get a decent run out anyways. My goal was somewhere between 3 and 4 miles. I didn't want to push it too hard...FIVE miles is on the schedule for tomorrow EEK. Here we go! But anyways. I think I ...maybe...made it 2 miles. I ran out and walked back. Bummer. and the thing is, I know why this happened and it was stupid. I know better. I haven't been eating well enough to run the way I've been running. My nutrition isn't terrible, I don't think, but its not as good as it was and it's not catering towards endurance training. PLUS. I hadn't had ANY water this morning. How dumb is that? How many times do I need to learn this lesson? I don't know, but here we go. I'm learning it again. Things are changing and I will run better tomorrow!