Just last week I posted about life without (temporarily) running. Since then, I have gone on short runs (which the chiropractor said was okay). My back and hamstring have felt much better. So when I heard there was a half marathon going on nearby, of course I wanted to do it.
I took Friday easy, relaxed, and went to bed early. I also laid out all of my clothes for the race.
But as I was reading in bed, I began to think that maybe I shouldn’t race. Of course I went back and forth. I told myself, “It’s a trail run so it won’t be as much impact.” Or, “My back and hamstring have been feeling so much better, I can totally do it!.”
Then I started to think rationally, “I’ve been feeling better because I have been taking the time off.” And, “My chiropractor said short runs are okay. Not 13.1.” And most importantly, “What happens when I finish and can’t walk because it hurts so much? Then I just took 20 steps back.”
So I went to bed, still planning on racing because I’m stubborn.
When my alarm went off at 6am, I got up, started walking around and realized just how silly I was for thinking I could race. I stretched and went right back to bed. I had to swallow my pride.
I wasn’t ready for that race. Who cares if it’s a trail run? I want to run for as long as I can and I don’t want a stupid decision to set me back.
I am doing a mud run next Saturday but I have been signed up for a few months. Plus it’s only 3 mile, not 13.1.
Has there ever been a time where you have had to swallow your pride?
Or is there a time where you went ahead and did something and regreted it?
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