Sunday I laced up my running shoes again. It was time to finally get moving and get some of my endurance back.
In the early winter, I was running 2 miles without dying, and starting to finally find some enjoyment in running. Starting over isn’t easy to say the least. I’m back to running/walking in intervals, and mentally struggling through each leg. My goal of running an entire 5K and now it seems so far away again.
However, I can’t focus on the miles ahead and how long it’s going to take me. I have to focus on putting one foot in front of the other. I have to focus on being thankful for a body that can exercise again. I have to focus on the beauty of spring surrounding me to distract me from the pain of being terribly out of shape. I have to fight the voices in my head telling me to give up and that I’m not good enough. I have to focus on this being good for my body and health. I have to focus on how I’ll have no regrets of doing it when it’s all over with. I have to focus on just doing it. The miles will come.
Lacing up my shoelaces, getting outside, looking ahead – One workout at a time.
This isn’t just about me and my health, it’s about being healthy for those around me, and setting an example for my boys. (Which can I just say they ran an entire 5K without stopping with Brad on Sunday? Phenomenal. Their endurance, energy and fitness continues to amaze me.)