Who says you can't run when you're feeling like a zombie? Despite having a very difficult time getting out of bed and feeling awful and going into auto pilot mode to get myself dressed and take my daughter to school, I still went for a run when I returned home.
It actually wasn't too hard to motivate myself to do it. My body was craving it. I thought about going back home and crawling back into bed, but my desire to run was greater. So as soon as I got home, I suited up and headed out the door for a nice 2.1 mile run. It was a slower pace because of how I felt, but it still felt so good, and afterward, I felt a whole lot less like a zombie. By late this afternoon, however, a nap became a necessity, so I sent my daughter up to her grandma's (she lives on the same property) and crawled into bed for 40 minutes of blissful sleep.
I would love to just rest tomorrow, but I'm thinking I need to at least do the IronStrength workout. Then Wednesday I think I'll try for a 3-mile run at my usual training pace. On Friday, I want to try for a longer run, maybe 4 miles, which will be my longest run yet.
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