Due to some intense issues at work, Pride weekend festivities, and my birthday on sunday, I decided to do a run on a Friday night around 10pm. I know that I will not have the time or energy to fit in a run this weekend.
Random: I decided to volunteer for the Front Runners 5 mile Run. What was I thinking? Here I am waiting for the train at 5:10 am.
Keep in mind that I did not sleep at all after my run (stress and uncertainty give me insomnia). We shall see if I will crash and burn today, because I have a birthday lunch after the race and other shenanigans after lunch.
My run was horrible.
When/How did I become so slow? I know that I wasn’t running much after my back injury but I did other types of cardio to stay in somewhat decent shape. I struggled through my 5.5 mile run (it was supposed to be 6.5).
If tonight’s (technically, last night) run is any indication of how I will perform for the marathon in November, I should hang up my brand new running shoes right now. Granted this is only week 2 of my marathon training, I figured that my pace would be a little faster.
FoMo -Fear of Missing out
Obviously running on Friday night from Bed Stuy, through Williamsburg, to the LES, I ran pass people enjoying their night out on the town. I was a little jealous because I really could have gone for a drink (or five), especially after the week I had. Sorry my fellow runners, I enjoy hanging out more than running. Getting on the J train at 5am and seeing all the people come home from their night have me feeling Fomo all over again.
This was not meant to be a wordy post, but more of a photo post of some of the night time views during my run. I rarely run at night (I’m usually out having fun), so it’s a different feeling/experience for me.
That’s enough out of me, maybe I will sleep for the rest of my train ride to Central Park.
Thanks!!!! I kind of took it easy this year. Perhaps, I will celebrate next week, since I will not have to compete with Pride events in NYC.