A miserable 3 miles have been completed on the treadmill. I try indefatigably to distract myself from the fact that I am running and running yet going nowhere, but it never works. 4 TVs on the wall with different programs, Hulu playing something on my iPad, or music, my mind wandering, yet I still can’t escape the thought of being on a treadmill.
Interval training helps, 1 minute hard, 30-45 seconds at a comfortable pace (not to mention it is the most efficient way to burn calories and improve your cardio respiratory condition), but the miles just drraaaggg. I have conquered getting lost in my runs outside, I just need to control my mind while inside.
I have always said that running is about 80% mental, and I am reminded of that on every run.
But I did it… I got my training run done for the day.
May I also just take a moment to say how blessed I am to live a life where I can complain about running on a treadmill? Having the means, the physical ability, and everything that goes along with that.
For every time I bitch, I try to remember all the things that make that complaint possible.
Care Bear moment over…enjoy your evening, and keep the following in mind:
That reminds me of what Terrell says – you can never look cool while eating an ice cream cone.