Well, December 1 is tomorrow.
Here we go.
I am a little nervous. It's been a nice month and a half of recovery, but I have felt listless. Shouldn't I be following some plan? I get so lost without a plan. Hurry up--someone, tell me how far to run today, what my cadence should be, and how many laps I need.
Back feels better now...still a little sore but getting there. I have a good plan in place. Now I just need to do it.
The first day of a plan always seems the hardest. It's like when I sit down to grade 129 test essays. Ugh. I dread it all day. Or when I have to run 4X800 repeats at a negative split. That's enough to have me dreading the track all day, too. But then I do the first 800. Grade the first test. Realize it's not as bad as I made it out to be in my mind. Start to wonder why I spent all day worrying about climbing a mountain I mentally created.
Will it be the same way here?
Regardless, I'm TOTALLY tricking myself tonight and NOT showering at night, after Tuesday's episode....
First test, here I come.