The Treadmill of Doom

Very negative tonight - starting to feel like 'I can't'. So few miles under my belt, and giving up already?

D was late home from work and it was dark and raining outside. So I decided to take the 'easy' route and go on the treadmill at the gym. HUGE mistake. I did the 'right' things and ran on a slight incline, ran at what I think is my normal pace (8kph). I managed 20 minutes but I was DYING. Sweat pouring off me, and I was SO BORED despite my audiobook. Nothing to look at but purple wall. No fresh air, no autumn leaves to crunch through.

So yeah. I'm absolutely not doing that again unless weather dictates that I absolutely have to. I hated it so much that I gave up and spent 10 mins on the bike instead, then messed around a little with weights and foam rollers. Then I felt guilty and ran another 10 minutes (well, I didn't - I ran about 8 of them and stopped to feel sorry for myself in the middle). Then I came home and ate a huge bowl of pasta, which I should probably have had for lunch.

I'm still not eating properly - today I had a bacon sandwich, a chocolate brownie, and a PBJ sandwich. Insufficient and inappropriate for trying to run 5 miles. I need to get that sorted, which for me might take more planning than trying to fit in the actual training.

So it's a bit of a 'fuck it' moment tonight. Wednesday night it's out there in the fresh air. I hope it goes better - two bad runs in a row has left me a bit gloomy.

Bah.