Looks like I’m (finally) at the place in my training where I can just bang out 3 miles on the treadmill without any fuss– today’s run was a solid 35 minutes, negative splits, and I felt like it barely got my heart rate up. The challenge was my tired legs… but between Zombies, Run! and the Daily Show on the tv, I could distract myself from any twinges. (What was I just saying about wanting to run more mindfully? Not today…)
I’ve registered for a turkey trot race on Thanksgiving morning, and the most common reaction I get if I mention it is "Oh great! That way you can burn off the big dinner beforehand!" And I sigh internally.
Exercise isn’t something that I do to earn food– I deserve to eat, even if I haven’t gone for a run. Everyone deserves to eat! It’s one of our most fundamental and basic needs as human animals. We don’t have to earn permission to eat through exercise. This is true no matter our body size, activity level, or ability.