Running, Self-Esteem, Medication, and...an oops.

I can't lie...I was on fire yesterday. First, getting up early for pre-work pilates. And then, going running yesterday afternoon (2.75 miles!) in the hot heat. And I ran it in 29:50! I was so proud of myself! Especially since last week I took about 28 minutes to run 2.35. I am starting to get a little faster! The run was extra hard because:

1. I hadn't had a "long" run since Friday, the 17th, and
2. Mr. Smith ran earlier in the day, meaning I would be running by myself without any help with pacing.

I suck at pacing...I find it really hard. I also have some issues with...self-esteem? I'm not exactly sure how to categorize it, but...I think that I usually look stupid when I'm running. I go really slow, and I always feel awkward. And I usually feel much more natural and un-awkward when I run with Mr. Smith.

What is that all about??? This is such a woman thing. Who cares what I look like when I'm running? Umm...apparently, I do. Anyone else have this experience? It totally bums me out. My biggest challenge when running is the mental aspect rather than the physical. I often psych myself out and don't think I can do it. Yesterday, I planned on running 3 miles...but without Mr. Smith to push me, I only ran 2.75. And granted, that was fine, but still...I would have run 3 if I wasn't alone. Help me out with this one, will ya? :)

Anyway...I had slathered on the sunscreen before my run (I am the whitest person ever and don't leave the house without my SPF 30), but apparently did not let it sink into my skin enough. It felt like it was about 20583 degrees yesterday (in reality, it was only in the low 80s, but very sunny and humid!) and when I finished my run, I was covered in a sweaty-sunscreen layer. It was AWESOME. Seriously. Not.

Later in the evening, I felt like I was getting a headache. I took my headache pill AND a new anti-nausea med that my new neurologist prescribed last week. I vaguely remember her telling me that the new med could "knock me out cold"...and, wow. I passed out before 10:00 - I could barely keep my eyes open. I felt so drugged up that I could not force my eyes open before 8:00 this morning (aside: I usually get to work at 7:30).

My "oops," of course, was that I didn't work out this morning like I was planning. I had laid my workout clothes out in the living room, and I had put in my 30 Day Shred dvd last night so as to not waste any precious morning time. Oops. Oh well. I hope to get my Shred in this afternoon/evening sometime, fingers crossed.

One positive: I never got a full-fledged migraine last night, AND I am totally sore from the pilates. Score!