ExpectationsPosted: March 20, 2012 Filed under: Running 2 Comments
It only takes one…
One missed run to throw you off track.
One sick kid to throw off your routine.
One traveling husband to throw off your training.
One bad run to throw off your mental game.
The truth: I am not where I had hoped to be at this point in training. Mentally. Physically. Pace wise. In all honesty, I am nowhere near where I had hoped to be. Between our family travels, sickness, and the husband’s travels, I just don’t have the long runs under my belt to realistically hope for a PR. Funny, I assumed as the boys got older, finding time to run would get easier. Not so much.
But I won’t give up. I need to let go of former expectations and embrace new ones. Easier said than done, but running has taught me that much. Sometimes merely getting to the starting line is the victory. In every race I have run to date, the starting line is more emotional for me than the finish.
It only takes one…
One laugh to make you smile.
One good run to get you back in the game.
One good run to make you see the possibilities.
One good run to make you remember why…
Ran 9.1 on Sunday after a horrendous week. My first long run of the season.
Grateful that my body remembered how. Grateful for the reminder that 13.1 is possible. Grateful for the newfound outlook towards the May half.
Old expectation: sub 1:50. New: embrace the journey. Take pride in the journey. ENJOY the journey.
Wow did I ever need to read this today. Thank you. I was seriously considering throwing in the towel for the May race, but I am going to do it. Even if I have to run/walk it, I am going to cross the start AND finish line. Thanks BRF!!!
It’s moments like these where I have learned so much from my BRFs. I will be more than happy to enjoy this race alongside you both. Besides, I have both of you to thank in so many ways for keeping the desire within me to try, try, try again in this running journey.