Last night I had a vivid dream that I was running for fun and it was easy, not hard like it is now. Was this dream predicting the future? Sent by the running gods to motivate me? Running a 5k was something I put on my goals this year, and because of the sub-zero temperatures here in the Uintah Basin I haven’t so much as ran 10 feet since the new year began.
Why on earth did I pick running? I like riding (on my bicycle), but running is something I’ve always hated. I think I just wanted a challenge this year, to do something I thought I’d never do. Plus, like so many other people, I lack motivation to exercise. Last year, when I was still with previous boy, we were in downtown Des Moines during the Dam-to-Dam race where runners can choose to run 5k, 10k, or 20k. I remember being jealous of the people who completed the race. I wanted to be a part of it.
Now that I’ve traded life on the plains for life in the mountains, it seems like it would be a good time to train while my body is used to 5,000 feet. But this damn winter has got me all a fluttered. I walk/ran a little bit in the fall before it got this cold, but since I got back on January 1 my life has been nothing short of sedentary. It’s probably just the post-holiday blues because my house has a lot of open space and there are plenty of things I can do to keep moving inside, but I am so not motivated to do much else except for watch movies in my bed.
I blame the weather.