Monday found me dragging. Not only had I suffered RLS Sunday night, but I ran out of gas really fast once Trey and I got on the trail. I pushed through Tuesday, after getting some iron pills and starting a daily B 12 sub-lingual. I took off Wednesday, getting in just a walk with both dogs. Yesterday, Trey and I hit the trail again. I did great for about 20 minutes, and then resorted to wogging. So, it's better, but I'm still working on it.
It is frustrating, as I know what I am physically capable of. The first week, I was taking iron supplements and had been for awhile. We were running low by week 2, and D is more susceptible than I am usually, so I decided I'd stop taking them until we could get some more. Bad idea, apparently. Top that with the fact that I'm more consistently vegan than D and that running makes it more likely that you'll be anemic (literally, the impact damages blood cells).
My point of all of this rambling? I need to be more of a Zen runner I guess, and I need to be better at taking care of myself, even if it's just making sure I take iron. Green smoothies have also helped this week. I'm not actually training for anything specific, so I should just enjoy the run, rather than worry about times/pace. After all, other than Trey, no one else has a stake in whether I run at all (and he's happy to walk, it makes it easier for him to check his pee-mail if we take periodic walk breaks).