I am mostly proud of the improvements I made weightlifting this week. My run has gotten slowslowslow, but I’m strangely okay with that. I don’t feel like my heart is going to explode out of my chest when I run.
I’m up to 145lbs for both my squat and deadlift, and increased my back extensions to 20lbs and my bench press to 77lbs. My bench is still my weakest point because I have skinny T-rex arms. BUT even my T-rex arms are getting better, and I’m really happy with that.
My motivation to run is still so up-and-down day by day. Some days I try to push through it and some days I feel pretty “meh” so I’ll throw in some cycling or change the workout to be a slow hill climb.
I mostly feel like I’ve lost my joy in running, and that it’s just a chore to drudge through right now. My husband thinks it’s the running streak, I think it’s a combination of studying for the GMAT, running, work, and being in a war zone. You become numb to a lot of things and I think I resent a little bit anything that pokes through my cloud and makes me feel something different.
All is not lost. I got some cool new SOAS racing shorts in this week and I’m planning some virtual races over the next few months that should give me smaller milestones to work towards.