I feel like I spend most weekends doing long runs and, for the most part, I look forward to them. Occassionally, I dread them. But it is 100% guaranteed I look forward to spending the rest of my weeked sitting on my couch cleaning out my DVR after my long run.
The thing is, I feel totally justified sitting on my butt and utilizing only the muscles in my fingers to work the remote. I do not in any way feel obligated to do anything. Not laundry, not errands and certainly not cleaning. I can’t lie, I have days I look forward to my long run only to reap the reward of sitting on my couch.
But, I have to say, it is an awkward feeling. I feel like I go between the two extremes of being incredibly active or digustingly lazy. I feel like I am either in forward motion or completely sedentary. It is like all or nothing. It is almost as if I have no balance. I cannot work out in moderation and I cannot relax in moderation.
So it has gotten me to thinking….am I a lazy marathoner?