Thoughts on rest
This week I came down with a cold. It has been a while; I don’t think I’ve had a regular old cold since before the pandemic and it’s hard to remember what they actually feel like or what to do. I do remember that the old me probably would have tried to run through it, for whatever reason that seemed to make sense in my head at the time. I have, thankfully, come a long way and haven’t run since Tuesday. At first I was a bit bummed because my runs are starting to click. I’ve been feeling good and starting to think about some races this spring, but not so much that I didn’t want to push it for all the wrong reasons.
The conundrum
Many of my clients, my past self, and runners in general have a lot of difficulty with “rest.” We get so accustomed to moving our bodies for a certain amount of time in a certain way, fueling around that activity, relieving anxiety and stress, that the thought of taking said movement away, even if just for a day or two, is terrifying.