It helps to ignore the small victories…
Every so often I experience a running “reset” wherein I suddenly feel good about all the miles I have ran, the personal accomplishments I have achieved and the painfully slow progress I am making. The perfectionist/obsessive-compulsive in me wants to constantly rack up every mile as a massive fail because of something that I could have done better but when I get these resets I just sit back and realize how far I have come in, really, a very short amount of time. It’s actually been nearly a year since I decided that I was even gonna get into shape, let alone take up running as a sport. It also helps me to reaffirm my commitment to this most brutal of sports (current favorite quote: my sport is your sports punishment). If you haven’t guessed already, I had one of those resets today…life is good again. Time to get back to the streets for more
*side note: I know I have blogged this song before but I had to do it again as it gave me my final speed kick this evening and I realized that if I push the stride length I can really make myself sick while running to it. AWESOME!!!