You’d think I’d learn.
On weekdays, I have no trouble finding a time to run. I wake up, put on my running clothes, and then run as soon as I can after kid drop off. Every once in a while I push it later in the day, but mostly I run by 10am at the latest.
On the weekends, I miss my run more often than not. I do try to plan one day as a rest day, knowing that I’m likely to be a slacker, but I often end up with two rest days because I just don’t make running a priority.
This past weekend? Four rest days. No, I did not, in fact, run yesterday. I certainly needed too after all the eating and sitting I did this past weekend. (Alternate title for this post: Eat all the things). I should have gotten up and run right away.
Instead, I got up and threw on some clothes. (Mistake #1: I put on a regular bra, not a running bra, and we all know that if I put on a running bra I’m much more likely to run.)
Then we had birthday cake for breakfast. (Mistake #2: Starting my day with sugar is pretty much a trigger for eating sugar all day long.)
Then I did 8 loads of laundry. (OK, no mistake there. I needed to and it made me go up and down the stairs about 50 million times.)
Seriously, I need to make a plan and start following it. Five halves in five days is pretty much gonna suck if I continue this low mileage business.