An Angry Jogger On Runners Burnout – Symptoms Include Tiredness, Wheezing And Longing For Sausage Rolls
Feeling dreadful today.
I feel like I’m coming down off a bad drug. Now that Juneathon is over I feel no spark to do anything at the minute.
The thought of running makes me want to vomit. Even walking downstairs is too much of an effort.
I think this is what you might call runners burn out. The whole sport seems horribly mundane. I mean what’s the fucking point of trotting around outside for hours upon a time like a twat?
The alternative is to sit in here and complain about how I’ve lost all of my motivation. I could become a cat-lady and eat nothing but bourbon biscuits and try to break the 300lb mark this time.
None of this will happen of course.
I’m just having a bad day.
I was gonna go for a 50 mile week but that isn’t going to happen.
I’m not even dressed for fucks sake. Feel like I’m about to lapse into a coma.
I didn’t even have the energy to go down to the shop to buy some sausage rolls this morning. That’s how bad it is.
I will run again tomorrow but for now I’m gonna do sweet F.A.
Even that sounds like too much effort.
July can suck my winky.
Several hours later..
God I feel even worse now. Had a ‘fuck it all’ moment and ordered a mystery box of kebab meat from the local Indian.
It’s been 3 hours now and I’m not sure whether I should vomit, shit or weep. If I tried all at once I think I’d have an aneursym.
I easily fall into the way of capitulation. If I eat like shit on a day, then I’ll just let it slide and eat all of the food. It is not funny. I think I’ve overdosed on salt.
The kebab meat wasn’t even nice. It tasted like old shoes with BBQ sauce on it.
I’d have been better eating my old pair of DM’s in the cupboard here.