Tonight was EPIC.
EPIC, I tell you!
Tonight, I experienced a moment usually only observed in sappy movies and Nicholas Spark's novels.
You see, I have been sick all week and unable to do any exercise. This is highly unusual for me because, not only have I not been sick in 3 years... I just do not skip workouts. So, to miss a whole week was torture.
Funny thing is that I finally started losing weight again - maybe because I was so sick - or maybe because I was too scared to eat since I was unable to workout. Either way, I won.... well, lost.
Anyway, back to my EPIC moment.
I decided that even though I still felt crappy, I was not skipping my run tonight. I have a race coming up in 2 weeks and I could just feel all the training I had put in evaporating into thin air.
So, I got dressed and headed out the door. The first quarter mile was a struggle. I felt clammy and sluggish and... well... sick. I wondered if I should just turn around and head home.
But then, the EPIC moment happened. At around the 1/2 mile point, I suddenly realized that no matter how the rest of me felt, my legs were strong and alive. I was running - not slow like I had planned - but running fast and free! I actually heard my legs say...
***warning this is the sappy dime-store novel part***
"Don't worry! We've got this!"
I could not believe that after 7 days of sitting around doing nothing but feeling miserable, my legs hadn't skipped a beat. I still knew how to run. I was still fit!
I would say that after 2 years and almost 2,000 miles of running this was the first time I felt like I was someone who is fit because I am a runner... not just someone who runs to get fit.
I finished my regular 4 mile route in faster than average time, and then came home and immediately weighed myself
because...
well - weigh outs are this week and you never know :)