week in running update...

So in the last week, fingers crossed I get out today, I have yet to go for a single run. Last Sunday I worked from before the sun came up to after the sun came down and it had snowed most of the day so I couldn’t even make my way over to the gym to workout after work. Monday morning rolled around and I rolled myself out of bed after just about the worst night’s sleep ever and tried to walk over to the gym in my apartment complex… slipped on the ice about 3 feet from my front door (the apartment hadn’t salted the walks yet even after they had been open for a good hour) yea I know this is turning into another rant about this apartment complex’s inability to deal with weather conditions which should be simple. But this could just be the fact that I was raised in Colorado where having snowfall of over 12 inches in 12 hours was pretty common place. But here it seems like no one really understands the preparation that must be in place before the snow starts in order to have a happy and safe snow storm.

But that my dear friends is not what this post is supposed to be about. Today’s post is about the fact that due to the negligence of my apartment complex and my boss’s issues with scheduling people, I have pretty much got to start my training from scratch. I mean I can probably still do a 9 mile run today on the treadmill (I do not trust the county’s ability to plow/salt the roads properly out here) but since I have not run at all this week I do not think that is an advisable option. Now I really could just be honest with you and say that I probably could have run at least one of the days this week like yesterday for example. But instead I chose to stay in and catch up on my holiday baking (post about this later in the week), I know I am horrible at motivating myself to actually get out there and do it. I see snow and think “I will fall because of that and injure myself so it is just safer to stay inside” that mentality is not going to get me anywhere so I should just get moving instead of writing this post… but my brain wants me to procrastinate as much as humanly possible… I mean I am just writing about my inability to run when I could just go out and make the attempt right… someone please kick my sorry bum into gear and force me outside.

Well I am off now to tackle this thing… I should be back in about an hour or so…

So on the way to the gym I did see some really cute little guys 

Yep the kids in my apartment building built some snow men last night. Aren't they cute. Anyway back on the topic of the day. So I did end up getting a 3 mile run in on the treadmill at the apartment gym, while it was not the ideal way to run for me, it was pretty quick for the most part

(if you don’t actually look at the pace I did) I am still trying to work on that quirky little fear of mine. Does anyone else out there have this fear? I can’t possibly be the only one… right? But considering I didn't run all week I suppose it could have been a worse pace right? Well it is time for me to get started on mine and the bf’s dinner for the night. I am supposed to make mac and cheese from scratch again. This should make for an interesting endeavor.