I have stopped logging my miles.
I used to run between 60-80 miles a week – for fun. Part of the fun was to see the number increase daily. I used to say I was a happy girl if I could run 10 miles a day.
My life does not allow me to run that many miles now, nor do I want to. It is a different season. I am not training for Boston, or a marathon, or an ultra. I now run to move my body, fit into my jeans and live a lot more years so I can spend them with my husband.
Miles are easy to track, even just on my calendar but I am not. It is not a part of my life that needs measurement and numbers now. There can be no comparison or guilt then either. I can focus on the goal of keeping myself healthy and enjoying nature. I can focus on how I feel.
I run outside when I can. If I workout inside in the treadmill I walk and use the incline function. I hate the treadmill and will not punish myself with it. Running is still in my life but there are new rules and I am sticking to them.