Wish I Had a Better Report

So I made it back to work today, which means no excuses for not working out.  I missed one whole week of my 10k running training program last week while I was sick, and with my next 10k three weeks away, I really needed to tie on my sneakers and hit the road again today.

The good news is, I did. Against every fiber of my being, I put on my workout clothes, my ear wrap and my sneakers and headed out the door to my favorite neighborhood  near the university (it's all flat.) The first mile felt good. After that I started feeling my shoe rubbing against my left foot and my right calf becoming exceptionally achy.

The bad news is that I was supposed to run 3 miles today, and I only made it to 2.5. It may sound crazy to give up with only a half a mile to go, but it got progressively harder to keep going. I have such a love/hate relationship for running; there's no other way to describe it. It's the most challenging thing I've ever done, although I know I've blogged enough about that before.

So where am I now? Well, despite not making my goal, I am feeling better for getting moving  in the first place.  I think maybe this week will be sort of a transition week, where I start getting used to working out again and eating a bit more normally and then hopefully next week I will be fully prepared and in the right mindset to tackle these 11 pounds (uh, I don't think I mentioned before, but I gained eight pounds during the two weeks of Christmas break, so I'm now 11 pounds from my goal.)

I just wish I had a little more inspiration, motivation and energy right now.  I think I need to try something different, shake it up either with workouts or my food, but I don't know what to try.