2018 has been quite a year. I’m not one to wish my life away, but I’m happy to see this one close, from a running standpoint. In many ways, it was a good year, but my running left a lot to be desired. But in order to close out the year, I feel the need to runfess one last time, so I’m joining Marcia in the Runfessional.
I must runfess that I had the opportunity to run a half marathon in a new state this week and I… didn’t take it. Somehow, I’m burned out on running, despite not actually running that much this year.
I must runfess that I still felt a lot of FOMO seeing various friends post about the ultra that I was supposed to run tomorrow. I spent about 5 minutes considering running it anyways and then moved on. I want to run an ultra, not walk for 24 hours because I’m not in good enough shape to run it.
I must runfess that I have zero interest in running long right now. It’s probably the extra holiday cookies that I’m carrying around with me. They say you can’t out exercise a bad diet, so apparently I’m not even going to try. I know my mojo will come back and I know I’ll get back to healthy eating soon, so for now, it’s beer and cookies every day. (And I’m going to enjoy the heck out of them. No guilt here.)
I must runfess that even though I’m not running much, I bought myself some new pairs of Altras for Christmas. I’m also about to take advantage of the Skirt Sports’ end of season sale. I mean, I obviously need new skirts when I decide I feel like running again…
Meanwhile, I’m going to enjoy the rest of our holiday break and the fact that I’m currently running in warm weather. At some point I might even think about what my plans are for 2019.