This morning I experienced something that happens every once in a great while (most especially when I am battling a cold, which I am currently).
Instead of feeling like a million bucks during my run, I feel as if I am going slower than my normal "sloth speed" and like every step is just plain, well, ugly. We have already established that I am not graceful and that I have some gait issues to continue working on, but today I felt like I giant, lumbering oaf who never found that sweet spot in her stride.
And it wasn't just for a few minutes (which also happens to me -- especially during races where I'm nervous and I need to shake the cobwebs loose). This was for the entire three miles.
Today those three miles were just ugly. I gutted my way through them. I willed myself to keep putting one foot in front of the other. They weren't fun and felt like I have never been so relieved to have finished a morning workout.
And then it hit me like a running shoe to the nose: Every runner has run ugly miles. We've run them in the rain and when we are sick. On days we wish we could just sleep in, and on days when it is so miserably hot it feels like you just can't drink enough water.
Running those ugly miles this morning helped make me stronger. Because not every run I log is going to be pretty, or feel amazing. But I didn't stop. I didn't walk. And because even an ugly mile is more than I could run six months ago.
Have you ever experience ugly miles?