Okay, I'm finally ready to admit it.
I need a break.
The freedom to not be tied down.
It's not that I'm not in love....
I'm just not feeling the spark anymore.
Yes, running, I think we need to take some time apart.You see, I'm just not that into you right now. I've been trying to feel it....the rush of adrenaline that comes with a successful run or the end of a race.....climbing the hills and seeing the wonderful descent on the other side....admiring the beauty of a rainstorm sduring a run...or a sunny day....
But I'm not. I'm grumbling about the wind. My aching calf. How many miles are left. And while sometimes I have to ease into our dates, I'm not going home satisfied. And for the first time ever today....I called for a bailout on our date :-( 12 miles planned...and I had a girlfriend sneak me out in a getaway car at mile 9. Lame. Why? My calf. The wind. My blistered soles of my feet (which are a b&^tch to run in!)
Nah.....those are just excuses. The real reason?
I need some time. Let's try a week, okay? I'll postpone my planned race this weekend...and do some non race related exercise. I love you too much to screw up our 2012 season.
And I may visit my mountain bike, the pool, or take a kickboxing class....but I'm not cheating on you, I promise. Those are just friends.
Space does not mean I will be intimate with any other sports, running. Don't listen to Dirk-I love you best.
Let's talk again next week, okay?
I predict we really are meant to be together.
I just need to figure that one out myself.