Today should’ve been a long run day. “Long” is a relative term, of course, but we’re talking 4 or 5 miles, slow but steady. Instead, I shuffled through a little over 2. This isn’t the first time I’ve cut my long run recently, but it was the first time I did so without being actively sick.
You see, I’ve been struggling to keep all my balls in the air lately, those metaphorical balls being:
- Making progress on my PhD
- Staying physically healthy
- Staying mentally healthy
It became increasingly clear over the last month that maintaining all five together was unsustainable, because #4 kept breaking down. Something had to give, and my physical health is what did.
I have to back off somewhere else, it seems, while my immune system recuperates and my body gathers its strength. #1 is inescapable, and I can’t cut back on #2 if I hope to graduate. #5 underlies all the rest and has to take priority. That leaves #3, running.
Thus, temporarily, I’m cutting way back. It’s a bit tricky mentally—running is wrapped up in my lingering body image issues—but I’m hoping the benefits of rest will make up for that. I’ll reassess in a few weeks.
Anyone else in a similar position?