I slept through my run yesterday.

I know what you are thinking, “oh whine, Mallory, that happens to people all the time.” And it does. And it used to happen to ME all the time. But once I started training for my half marathons, it stopped happening. I had a schedule and dammit if I wasn’t dedicated to it!

While the feeling of not HAVING to train is great, it also has created a big empty soul sucking hole. I am so type-A, I love planning and schedules and ohmygodLISTS. So this whole loose, no running plan, hippy crap is clearly affecting me.


I’m not going to change it.

Training–even when you are me and you ignore speed work and cross training and all that–is hard. It’s hard on your body and it’s hard on your brain and it’s pretty hard on your social life (sidenote: training is GREAT for your jeans size. Fact. I can already tell my red, size 4 pants are not going to fit me). Therefore, I’m going to just learn to LET IT GO.

Hopefully this will let all my little aches and pains heal. It’ll also help my friends remember what I look like. I’m not going to stop running. I’m just not going to care as much about missing runs.

At least, this is what I tell myself.