I am not a runner. I’ve never been a runner. I was a late bloomer from an athletic standpoint, and you could probably argue that as an athlete I never really bloomed at all. This is partly why the sports I ultimately chose did not involve running in excessive amounts. Excessive, by my definition, meaning anything over about 25 yards.
My body fights me when I try to run. Each stride is a colossal effort, but even worse than that is the head game. I’ve tried to pick up running, as if it was as easy as trying out a new knitting pattern (that’s not one of my gifts either, so in my case running may really be easier than knitting), but every time I have failed because I have convinced myself that I wasn’t improving and I would never get there.
Recently, my good friend and Beach Body Coach, Miranda, told me about a new challenge group that was starting up to help people train for a 5K. This has been a goal of mine for so long, I had to give it another try. The challenge group format has been really helpful in encouraging me to be active, so I thought that maybe it could help motivate me to once and for all, tackle a 5K, which in my mind is my own personal Mount Everest. I got started and it’s hard! Maybe you also struggle with winning the head game when you are out running, or maybe you are doing a much better job of chasing down this goal and my ridiculous thoughts will make you feel even better about yourself. Either way is fine. :)
I am a non-runner attempting to be a runner and these are real thoughts that really entered my brain while I was out for a jog.
Disclaimer: They’re not all diamonds.
I kind of feel like I should insert that gdonk, gdonk sound from Law & Order here. Just imagine it in your head.