My thoughts are racing

Cartoon fat man running on treadmill

So I did it. Three races in three consecutive weekends. To say I fell short of my initial goals would be a pretty big understatement. But I did end on a high note.

Thanks to lots of insight, I laced my shoes differently, wore compression sleeves on my calves, wore thinner socks and stretched my old tired back lots and lots. The run was cold and super windy on Sunday, but we ran. Even though I said, “Let’s just go back to the car,” at least three times. Luckily I was accompanied by someone who chose to ignore me. That’s what strong marriages are built on people. Ignoring each other at the optimal time.

And…the former cross country coach I’m married to also decided to channel his inner coach and push me. I made the mistake of saying, “my feet feel good,” and all bets were off. He made me run the hills. He wasn’t even nice when I said, “I don’t think I can do this.” Like, not nice at all. He’s all, “Yes you can, let’s go!” Okay, Bobby Knight. Ease up a bit. I’m going to let you in on a secret…I actually need more people in my life who don’t let me off the hook. The problem is that I’m very charming and convincing. The struggle.

I cut three minutes off my finish time from our first 5K two weeks ago AND I could feel my feet the entire time. So, that’s an improvement, yes?

So what did I learn during my three weekend dabble into the running world?

  1. Don’t be so hard on yourself.  People fail all the time. Sometimes big failures, other times minor missteps. Instead of focusing on the goals not met, I should have focused on what I achieved. I should have been looking forward instead of analyzing what went wrong.
  2. Demand more from yourself. You can give yourself a break while at the same time pushing yourself to your potential. Sometimes the one thing I need to be reminded of most is to get out of my own way. Just do what you can and then push yourself a little bit further than you think you are capable. The funny thing about that is you can always do a little bit more.
  3. You get out what you put in. I didn’t train enough and in the end I didn’t run the races I wanted to run. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I guess I won’t qualify for Boston after all.
  4. I don’t suck at running after all. The third run was the best one. I felt good, I pushed myself. I felt accomplished afterward. I might keep running after all.

And there you have it. Three races in the books. 10.6 miles total. Three amazing causes. On to the next challenge…any suggestions?

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