Ran my fourth marathon 9 days ago and got a PR of 4:04. Loved the experience. Now I am sitting here, back in my 9-whatever job, wishing that I could be out there running.
Some people compare running to getting high/drunk/smoking cigs. I am not sure about the first one but for the other two, I can relate. Running does induce the happiness cells in your brain to act like it is a party, although it usually happens at 6 am in the morning when it is only you, your headphones and occasionally other runners you pass by.
If the comparison is legit, it shouldn’t be surprising that running is addictive and withdrawal is a real thing. I may be making this up but who cares. The only activity that if I miss a couple of days, I will be grumpy, sad, anxious etc is running. Miss a couple of wods? No big deal. The work forces me to only practice yoga once a week? Still manageable. Can’t go climbing with hubby? Sad but at least we get to cuddle before we go to sleep. But running? No, I gotta run.
It’s not like I never miss a day or whatnot. I am on a 6 out of 7 days a week schedule so yeah, once a week I do rest and whatnot. But most of the time, if I don’t get to run, it almost feels like the day is ruined. One time, I got home at 1:30 am from work and had to be back at work at 8:30. I dragged myself to get up at 5:30 to get the run in. It was not easy. I felt like throwing up the whole run. I had to down 5 coffees to sustain the next day. But after I finished the run, it was like mission complete or level cleared in a video game. I know that no matter how sucky the rest of my day will be, I beat something.
So back to my point. After the NOLA marathon, I developed a somewhat weird injury in right knee. It hurt when I touched it or when I walked downstairs/downhills but not when I walk normally or just run! Big surprise! Or is it? I took one unscheduled rest day off running when I realized the knee pain on Sunday and felt off the whole Monday. Tuesday, I looked at the wod and saw running. I thought to myself, screw it, I am gonna run. And to my surprise, it didn’t hurt at all in those 400 meter sprints. I even got a 1:30 from the first sprint. High five all around.
Another pick-me-up that I realized today is that I have Seattle in June. That means more marathon training for me. Yay! Guess what can best cure the post marathon blue? Another marathon training cycle.
If I die, I want to die after running my daily run.