I don't rest well.
Ask my family: I'm the WORST patient.
For me to call out sick from work, I have to basically be on death's door stoop. (Sidenote: I know better, I was a health journalist, I know it's important to actually rest, but MAN is it hard to actually do).
So what's a girl who loves running to do when she is supposed to rest after running a marathon?
Well, for the first time, essentially EVER, I'm going to play by the rules and actually rest.
So, yesterday I didn't run (obviously). Today? Didn't run. Tomorrow? Not running.
But Thursday, I'm going to try to go for a 2 mile spin as suggested here.
And I'm going to follow that recovery plan for the next four weeks.
I'm also doing something many people will be sad to hear because I've been asked to race with a lot of folks; but I'm not going to race anymore until I run the Boston Marathon.
Why? Two reasons. First: This was my year of the race. Two: I have a lot of training to do for Boston, and there's sure to be a lot of fun in store along the way. But in order to really, truly be mentally and physically prepared I know myself well enough to know I need to take a racing break.
So as I rest and recover, I'd like to ask you to hang in there with me. I'm going to need a lot of encouragement to not throw on my running shoes and head out the door for a nice, long run in the next 4 weeks.
But I need to rest. I need to prepare.
But it will kill me watching the B.A.A. half-marathon next Sunday where I'll cheer on my marathon buddy, David, and root for my brother-in-law in his first ever race.
But I also know, as I stand on the sidelines, I'll be getting stronger in my own way.