My Impromptu Rest Day

I was planning to do my long run this morning. Just a mere 13 miles or so.

I was mentally prepared to do this; after all, I have ran this distance numerous times, so much so I've lost count.

I was going to mix up my route just to spice things up. To better prepare for the Knoxville Marathon, I was going to add hill or two early in the run and then another one or two hills during the end of the run.

But my body had other ideas.

Went to bed at normal time and I was tired from my evening 11-mile spin. Had my alarm set for 5 a.m., but at 3 o'clock, I woke up. For no apparent reason.

And. I. Could. Not. Go. Back. To. Sleep.

I finally went back to sleep around 4 a.m., and I tried to get up at 5:30 a.m. and then again at 6:30 a.m.

By this time, I had given up on the idea of running 13 miles since I had to be done by 9 a.m. at the latest because of my bride's and my work schedules. Just thought I could get a short 5-6 miles in.

Yet, it was not happening.

My body was tired. My mind was willing, but my body was not.

I understand that a lot of running is the mind overcoming matter, to power through. However, my body was not rested enough to run.

A rest day is not what I wanted today, but apparently it is what my body needed.

Sometimes, it's best to listen to your body.

Happy running, err, or in this case, resting!