Runners have an obsession with time. Ask most runners about time, and you'll get a response about PR's, average paces, or something along those lines. I have to admit, I'm like that too... but time has another meaning for me.
My life is hectic. No, really, I mean it is very, very hectic. On a typical day, I work 9 hours, one of my kids has either practice or therapy of some kind for 2 hours, there's dinner and chores, homework and 'down' time. I'm usually up 16 hours a day, give or take a little. Some days, I am absolutely amazed that I found time to workout.
My mileage is on the upswing... more mileage means more time needed to run. A 4 mile run takes me about 48 minutes or so... add in warm up time + plyos/stretching then cooling down + stretching and core work and that 48 minute run can easily take me an hour and a half. In order to make it to work by 8 am, this means that I have to be up around 4:30 or so to run and stuff, then get myself & the kids ready for the day. Whew. It is really any wonder that I'm exhausted by 9 pm most nights?
On Monday I ran 5 miles... I left the house at 5:30... and wasn't back until 7:15... I literally came to work with wet hair. I felt bad... for about half a second... then I realized, who cares, really? I'd rather have au naturale curly hair and a healthy body, than to take that time to primp. Running wins out over straight hair and a face full of makeup any day.
It's a trade off, I know. But one I make willingly... because in a time crunch (which defines my life), my health will always come first. I need running like fish need water... it's essential to my being. I wonder though... at some point in my mileage, will I choose differently? Hmmm... I guess we'll have to see, eh?