Wanted: Motivation to Make it Through the Winter

Needless to say, I haven't been very motivated these last few weeks. I can rattle off excuses about how much I've been working (16 hours straight on Christmas, YAY!) or my health (2, count 'em, 2 kidney stones say that my body got confused by meat and wants to go veg again) but in the end, they're all justifications for slacking off.

It's not really all that hard to stop by the gym on the way home from work. Yes I hate the gym. Yes I hate treadmills. Yes I would much rather be smoking half a pack over a giant beer and a shepherd's pie the size of my head. But it is far easier to give up than to keep pushing myself that next mile or seeing how much I can improve my 5k time, and I'll never be accused of taking the easy way out.

1.05

I was absolutely exhausted yesterday and didn't end up going for my short run. Maybe running the day that you give blood wasn't such a tremendous idea. I was laid out today as well but I really couldn't go two days without any activity. I have a good habit going and it would be a shame to let it lapse. I just went for a short walk with a few minutes of light trotting stuck in there. It's getting really cold, though, and my warm little couch is so very inviting. I dread the day when I'll actually have to run on the treadmill because the ice is too thick on the roads. 

I think I'm going to go to Las Vegas for a few days starting Monday. I've never been there and it's getting chilly enough that I could use some warm weather. I have to run while I'm there though. I still feel pretty guilty about not running in England. Especially since I gave up a ton of room in my bag for my shoes! I have the opportunity to totally redeem myself this week and, although the idea of partying in Vegas does sound amazing, I should probably fit in a quick run or two between mojitos. 

2.66

First hard day back after my little excursion. I forgot that I had committed to giving blood before I left and I sort of wish I didn't schedule it on the same day I had a 3 mi run. I went out anyway, thinking that I'd probably just do 2.5 instead of the full 3 miles. I felt pretty good all in all. Wasn't my fastest few ever but it was decent for leaving a bag of blood behind!

Goose egg!!

I woke up this morning with a really weird muscle cramp in my left calf. It feels like the muscle is twitching almost. I'm not sure if anyone has an experience with potassium deficiency but I used to get really intense muscle spasms (sometimes in the middle of the night-fabulous)  that felt just like this my calves. Maybe I should start taking a multivitamin again. I haven't had a potassium cramp in ages but I can't say that my nutrition has been amazing the last few months. I'm not exactly a banana-hound. I thought maybe I could work it out with some massage and a short, slow run but I thought better of it and decided to make today my rest day. 

I think I'll snuggle down into bed with my laptop and the new Antony & the Johnsons EP. 

1.02

Even though I was beat, I still went out for a short, slow, mile walk. I didn't think it was possible to actually fall asleep while moving but I do think my eyes closed a few times in that short while. I was trying to find some sort of explanation for my extreme fatigue and then I realized that I had run out of my pills and had just been too lazy to get refills. No freaking wonder I'm walking around like a zombie. 

Meds = energy.