So I'm feeling 100x better today than I was on Friday! Body feels refreshed, brain feels refreshed... Mojo is baaaaaack. That was easy! How did I do it so fast?
Well first of all, looking back, I think my little meltdown might have been more in my head than actually in my legs. Maybe b/c I was entering this new territory in training and it was just building and building (and building!) and it was getting scary to me like yikes when am I going to get a break?? I do think subconsciously I was just a bit freaked. Maybe I just needed confirmation that my coach was not actually trying to dig my grave? He was just trying to find my limit, I think. Anyway, I have to say I totally appreciate the response I got when I raised the white flag... and maybe that's all I needed? Confirmation that when I need a break, I will get one? And in good news, when you catch these things early, you don't need much of a break, really. Just a few days to regroup and then can jump back into things.
Saturday morning I left my garmin on the counter and went out for a run in a neighborhood where I've never run before. No idea how many miles I ran or what my pace was... it was perfect. Yesterday I swam in the ocean with a couple of batshitcrazy friends (ocean swimmer friends are good like that) who didn't even flinch at the stormy conditions. OK, well if you don't think flinching and puking are the same thing then they didn't flinch. My point is, I have a new found compassion for folks who get seasick. We were being tossed around like ragdolls and I was completely as nauseous as I've ever been while swimming but loved every minute of it! That was the first sign my brain was back. I wasn't pissy at all! Yay!
Anyway, whether the meltdown was in my head or in my legs doesn't really matter. Right now I feel like the holes have all been patched and I'm ready to hit it again starting tomorrow. Which is good b/c this week, according to coach, is going to be "good for me mentally". I'll leave you to figure out what that means.