I was supposed to run 7 miles yesterday. I didn’t. I was exhausted and needed to get rest more than anything. So, I decided the smart thing to do would be get rest, hydrate, and move my 7 miles to today.
I got home from work today, fit a power nap in, then I put my running clothes on. Sure, I would have loved a longer nap but it is necessary to make running a priority. That is one of the biggest things that needs to happen in the coming months: running must be a priority in 2010. This was something that was made clear by one of my dear friends, Elisabeth (much love, dear), yesterday. I had a really good chat with her on my way home from the west side of the state yesterday. We were just catching up and we talked about running, of course. Now, that girl is amazing…and she is a proud marathon finisher. We are quite similar and I know that if she can find it in herself to train for and run 26.2 miles, I can dig deep enough to do the same. She reassured me of this, and it was great motivation.
With that in mind, I made running a priority today. I want to run 26.2 miles six months from now, so I believe I can make running a priority for the next six months. I really wanted to go meet up with my friends for Monday night shenanigans, but I opted out because I needed to get 7 miles in. I tried to get my brother to come along and ride his bike while I ran but he wasn’t having it today. Instead, I took my iPod with me. This is the first time in quite awhile that my iPod has been along for a run. I had a great shuffle of songs – everything from Elton John, Kid Rock, The Lost Prophets, Third Eye Blind, Trisha Yearwood to Jay-Z, Fergie, 3OH!3, Gwen Stefani, etc. It was quite a mix, and it got me through a strong 7 miles.
After a long day of still being pretty tired, I needed a good solid run. It was a perfect way to destress on a Monday evening, and honestly who really likes Mondays? I know I’m not the biggest fan of Mondays, and completing a great run was a great way to turn today into a good day. I had 7 whole miles to clear my head, breathe, relax, and enjoy being with me on the road running with nothing to worry about…not a care in the world other than running, going strong, and sweating like a girl.
Yes, I said it…sweating like a girl.
I wore long sleeves and shorts today. It was a nice out, a little breezy – I probably would have been fine with a tank top but something compelled me to go with a long-sleeve top today. (Warning: if you are so sure that girls don’t sweat and that they only glisten, and if girls who sweat gross you out for whatever reason, stop reading now.)
As I was somewhere around the beginning of mile six or so, I had to adjust my headband. Now that I have shorter hair I have to wear a headband and bobby pins in my hair to keep everything pulled back and up. Wow, my headband was sweaty. I could feel the sweat dripping down my face. Now, the fact that I was sweating was no news to me. I am 110% positive this started much earlier than mile six. I’ll be the first to tell you that when I work out, I work hard and I am not afraid to sweat. However, it was today, at this moment near the beginning of mile six that I realized the joy in working out, going hard, and giving it your all…and in sweating. Yeah, I said it…relax.
There is nothing pretty about running long distances – sweat pours out of your body, you breathe hard, you spit on the side of the road if you have to, you pour water on your head during long runs on hot days, you get blisters on your toes, and you certainly don’t look or smell like roses when you finish your run. But, for me that is part of why I love running. The fact that there isn’t much pretty about it makes it that much better.
Yes, I like to get ready and do my hair, wear cute shoes, put make-up on, and accessorize, but just as easily as I can put effort into looking nice, I can put effort into sweating and finishing a good workout. Yeah, I sweat like a girl when I workout…and let me tell you, girls sweat. All those girls who “glisten,” and have seemingly non-existent sweat glands, I have no doubt that there are plenty of girls who are jealous. But, I have to tell you…for me, there is a satisfaction in the fact that I don’t merely glisten. After a hard workout, I feel like I worked hard, I look like I worked hard, I stink like I worked hard, and you know what…I did work hard.
That’s what sweating like a girl is about. And, why not sweat like a girl? I mean, after all…saying “I sweat like a girl” sounds much more powerful and hardcore (maybe even a little prettier;) ) than “I sweat like a man,” which sounds kinda gross and improper 🙂
So, girls…I challenge you to go out there and sweat (and guys…well, you should go out there and sweat too).
Seven-mile Monday and all that goes with it…success.