On crankyfitness.com there is a post about good diet and exercise habits that stresses that perfectionism is the key enemy. There’s a very amusing dialogue between Crabby and her conscience about getting to the gym. It’s really true that the hardest part of running is (often) just getting out the door. That’s one of the reasons (perhaps the most important reason) for all the specialized gear: the running shoes, the Dri-Fit or CoolMax clothing, the GPS and heartrate monitor. If I start by putting on my designated equipment, it creates a momentum until I’m ready to go and would start to feel funny just sitting around in all these fancy fabrics and electrodes.
Something occurred to me as I was pulling on the Kinvaras this morning, and it is telling that it occurred to me instead of already being in my head. The thought was, oh yeah, I enjoy this.
That’s what it finally took to cut through all the negative thought and procrastination polluting my head. Some of this thought was justified caution: I want to make sure that I don’t injure myself. That’s why I only ran twice last week for a total of only six miles. Especially after Wednesday’s painful run I have to allow my caution a voice. But while rest heals, rest doesn’t strengthen. Strengthening and technique will be the things that help me prevent injury in the long term.
On my run I experienced some of the knee discomfort that halted my run on Wednesday, but this time it was kept in check by keeping my knees bent, back straight, cadence high and mostly staying on the fronts of my feet. I’ve ben told not to intentionally run up on the balls of my feet, but rolling over my heels is not doing well for me so I’ve been spending a lot more time with my heel lightly touching the ground after the ball of my foot. That keeps a lot of the stress off my knees and lets me use my foot as a shock absorber.
That’s something that is a lot harder to do with shoes that have a raised heel. Although it was suggested to me that I not jump directly into running with the Kinvaras full time it feels a lot better to run in them. My body will be the final arbiter of what shoes I run in. It seems as though it is time that I retire the Omnis. When considering what made this run better than my last run, it’s got to be the shoes.
Whoops, that’s the wrong shoe company, too.
The thermometer says 75° here in San Francisco and there isn’t a single cloud visible. The Embarcadero was quite crowded between the crowds here because it’s Pride weekend and the people going to the Giants-Red Sox game. At the farthest point I got away from the crowds by running out on Piers One and Five where the only people I saw were fishing. I’d meant to go to the end of Pier Five at some point and had never gotten to it until today. It’s a wooden pier and the surface is quite irregular, which made it fun to run on. After stopping to take a couple pictures, I turned around and came back home.
At several points I came close to stopping but reminded myself that fatigue is a constant companion and pushed on. Almost every time within seconds of deciding not to stop I’d realize that my breathing was under control and that my legs didn’t really hurt. There is some mental process that tells me I have to stop. It’s hard to ignore but I can for a period of time. At about six and a quarter miles I passed the water fountain by Crescent Cove and could not resist the hydration. After drinking a little and splashing some on my head I continued on walking and walked the remaining mile home.
Of course, I’m glad I went and I had a good time. It’s strange then that it is so hard to remember how much fun I have running when I’m in bed in the morning talking myself out of going for a run.