Running is hard. Especially when you stop for a while. Usually stopping means you’re injured, you’re busy, you’re bored with your running routes. Usually stopping goes hand in hand with gaining weight and losing motivation to get back at it—because stopping goes hand in hand with running getting hard.
I never really stopped. I slowed down. I got lazy. I kept eating like I was running a lot. And that’s where I am.
Buck up. Get moving. Go volunteer and get your perspective back. Doing good for others always does good for my funks.
Not in a funk. I’m out there doing it–but gaining a better perspective on intake vs outtake. ha. ugh.