Stressed out

Date: 5/21/21
Training Day: 119
Miles: 2.5
Time: 30 min
Shoes: Brooks Adrenaline GTS 21
Weather: N/A (treadmill indoors)
Strength Training: Back & triceps

How It Felt: Still not feeling the strength training. I was supposed to run for 60 minutes, but the treadmill sucked, so I only did 30 minutes.

Commentary: Wednesday night my watch told me I needed to relax more because I was stressed, and that I should take time to recover. It told me that right after I got done sobbing because I was so stressed out about life. My watch knows me too well.

My life is stressful right now. Things on the home front aren’t ideal. I also feel like I don’t have enough time to work, go to the gym, go to physical therapy, run, clean the house, make food, shower, run errands and do fun things I enjoy. The stress makes me irritable, saps what little motivation I’ve been clinging to, and I think it’s also starting to make me sick.

Thursday morning I got up early, drove to the Greenbelt and said, “Fuck this.” I drove to the gym and said, “Fuck this, too.” So, I slept in the gym parking lot in the back of my car until I had to get changed and meet my carpool.

After work I had beers with coworkers and relaxed the entire night. I needed it.

Friday I had all intentions of getting a bunch of shit done. I got some things done, including the workout I blew off on Thursday and half of the run I also blew off. Then I fucked around the rest of the night because the couch and TV sucked me in.

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