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I wouldn't mind input on my post run rambling. I'm sure most don't make any sense, and I am going at this alone so advice, and support are always welcome.
I did not run inside yesterday, or today. I just couldn't find the motivation to go into a humid smelly gym and fight for a dreadmill. I went to cross train the other day and all the treadmills were taken. The roads are at a point where I think I should be able to run the back roads around my house tomorrow even if it's on one street back and forth. It's amazing to think that a little less than a year ago I was completely against running outside because I was embarrassed for whatever reason. I know I can't skip every easy run that ends up being inside, but with some stress and lady things it felt okay to skip this one.
So, this is my journal and I guess it's time to talk out some feelings. I teared up today after someone told me they respected what I was doing (as far as training) after I had vented about feeling a bullied yesterday. I am at a point where I actively avoid talking about running/fitness in my everyday life. My family doesn't even really remember that I run never mind openly support it, but that's typical behavior from my family. My significant other hates runners and has a negative opinion on all of them because his ex fiance cheated on him with a coworker who she said she was just going on runs with. Work is a solid huge no to the point where I get uncomfortable when people talk to me about running.
This brings me to why am I doing this. I still have no idea. I think about the why every single run. I don't have support, and might even have a person or two wanting me to fail. If I'm honest pre November running had zero positives, and led to lots of drama and negative interpersonal effects. Sometime around Wine and Dine, or right after I think I remembered that I actually like running. I've always liked running, and have always wanted to be a runner not just someone that goes out when the weather is nice. Maybe that's my motivation, just to feel like a real runner.
Last year I committed myself to running for the wrong reasons, and lost all focus on what I was doing pretty quickly. I could nit pick the negatives of running last year for hours. From being disappointed in myself, to jealous, to gutted and sobbing over not finishing a race I shouldn't have run in the first place, to W&D reminding me how much fun races can be, and how amazing the running community is. I think per usual I have to go through everything the hardest way possible, and 2015 taught me a lot about myself and other people and flushed out a very negative part of my life that I considered the best part of it.
Now I'm ready to go. February is my first race that's just for me which I couldn't be more excited for. I just want to line up and not feel sick to my stomach and know that I can do it. I have solid training to trust now, and that's a great feeling. Then the races just fall in line from there with Dark Side, Tink, a local 10 miler, my redemption 10k, and depending on if I sign up for W&D or not my first full in the fall. I might take me 6 hours, but I'll do it.

I did not run inside yesterday, or today. I just couldn't find the motivation to go into a humid smelly gym and fight for a dreadmill. I went to cross train the other day and all the treadmills were taken. The roads are at a point where I think I should be able to run the back roads around my house tomorrow even if it's on one street back and forth. It's amazing to think that a little less than a year ago I was completely against running outside because I was embarrassed for whatever reason. I know I can't skip every easy run that ends up being inside, but with some stress and lady things it felt okay to skip this one.
So, this is my journal and I guess it's time to talk out some feelings. I teared up today after someone told me they respected what I was doing (as far as training) after I had vented about feeling a bullied yesterday. I am at a point where I actively avoid talking about running/fitness in my everyday life. My family doesn't even really remember that I run never mind openly support it, but that's typical behavior from my family. My significant other hates runners and has a negative opinion on all of them because his ex fiance cheated on him with a coworker who she said she was just going on runs with. Work is a solid huge no to the point where I get uncomfortable when people talk to me about running.
This brings me to why am I doing this. I still have no idea. I think about the why every single run. I don't have support, and might even have a person or two wanting me to fail. If I'm honest pre November running had zero positives, and led to lots of drama and negative interpersonal effects. Sometime around Wine and Dine, or right after I think I remembered that I actually like running. I've always liked running, and have always wanted to be a runner not just someone that goes out when the weather is nice. Maybe that's my motivation, just to feel like a real runner.
Last year I committed myself to running for the wrong reasons, and lost all focus on what I was doing pretty quickly. I could nit pick the negatives of running last year for hours. From being disappointed in myself, to jealous, to gutted and sobbing over not finishing a race I shouldn't have run in the first place, to W&D reminding me how much fun races can be, and how amazing the running community is. I think per usual I have to go through everything the hardest way possible, and 2015 taught me a lot about myself and other people and flushed out a very negative part of my life that I considered the best part of it.
Now I'm ready to go. February is my first race that's just for me which I couldn't be more excited for. I just want to line up and not feel sick to my stomach and know that I can do it. I have solid training to trust now, and that's a great feeling. Then the races just fall in line from there with Dark Side, Tink, a local 10 miler, my redemption 10k, and depending on if I sign up for W&D or not my first full in the fall. I might take me 6 hours, but I'll do it.