i'm a runner. it's what i do. that means you can find me five days a week on a treadmill or on the roads, pounding out the miles. and if my body feels like it needs to rest, i give it the elliptical and a strength-training session. i take at least one day off a week. but that's about it. and it's starting to get hard to keep up with the fit lifestyle i've established. like today. i'm exhausted from moving my friend all weekend. and i feel like i'm getting sick. a normal person would just forgo their workout without a second thought. i mean, last week i ran 20 miles. it ended with a four-mile run on friday.saturday i was a moving mofo and worked for 15 hours straight. and then sunday i moved a few things and collapsed on the couch for the day. that brings me to now. i'm sitting here at home, in my sweats. not wanting to workout. not wanting to even think about running. but why can't i just be okay with not going? it's like my mind keeps saying, "if you miss a day of running, you'll go up three pants sizes and will never forgive yourself." i mean, come on. i hate it.
anyway, anyone else feel my pain? and if so, how do you deal?