I have not slept well for two nights now, waking every single hour. I had originally planned for my short run this morning. But, after dropping the boys all off at school, I didn’t think I could do it. The weather was dang freezing – well, not actually freezing, but pretty close. Yet, I had to turn down the heater on the way to the trails because it was putting me to sleep. I made the entire twenty minute drive, parked and still considered turning around, driving back home and taking a long nap. I knew I would hear it from hubby if I did that. You see, he suspects I’m sleeping badly because I haven’t been running as much as I usually do. Friday, in fact, was the last day I ran. Saturday I worked. Sunday I hiked with my sons. Monday, I napped and did chores before going to work in the evening.
I seriously considered sleeping in my truck parked about a quarter mile from the trail head this morning. Ludicrous? Absolutely. The ONLY thing that got me out there was this: I didn’t want to sleep with the truck running, and it was so darn cold, that I wouldn’t be able to sleep without the heater blasting. And so I exited the truck, and went for a run to The Top of the World in Laguna Beach to get warm. Simply to get warm.
I tell no lie – it was the top of Cholla Trail that beckoned me. It said, “Run up me and you will be warm!”
And Cholla did not lie either. I definitely warmed up running Cholla Trail. And I had a magnificent run the entire 6.5 miles. I felt strong for the first time in a long, long time. I was able to increase my speed here and there. And I recovered instantly upon conquering a hill. I haven’t needed to force a run in a while, which is probably why I forgot that a lot of the time, forced runs end up being the best runs.