The hardest thing about running (and being active in general) is making it a habit, especially if you didn’t grow up learning the importance of exercise. For me, I have a terrible tendency to let a small thing completely derail me and it’s hard to get going again.
I was doing great running, cross-training, and eating healthy but then I got strep throat and my pain medication stopped working, and everything spiraled down. Every time I wanted to get up and run I felt guilty for not going and I promised myself I’d start up again my next day off. Or the next. Or the next.
As much fun as I had at the Hell’s Half Acre 25K, my time was atrocious compared to the HMSA Masters 25K last year. It impressed upon me the importance of hitting my training hard again if I am going to make it to the marathon. Then I talked myself into being a slug and didn’t run for almost 2 weeks.
Today I decided it was enough. I had a headache when I woke up so I didn’t go to the gym for spin or swim, and was disappointed in myself. I reminded myself that the Trinity River Run’s Skyline Challenge is in October and I have to kick myself in the butt. Now. So I ate something, had a little caffeine, and went to run.
Then I got to the park.
It was 97 freaking degrees out and felt like I’d stepped into a furnace. I could have gone home. I wanted to go home. Instead I went to the gym and ran 3 miles on the indoor track. It definitely felt like I’ve been slacking but it also felt good.
Tomorrow morning I am going to get up and go for a run with my friend Amanda. Even if I’m slow I have to start somewhere. Never give up, never surrender.