Friday, April 16, 2010
I am so thankful that Spring is here. The weather, for the most part, has been wonderful. :)
Yesterday was no exception, it was a great day for a run outside, so as soon as I put my daughter on the bus I strapped on my shoes and iPod and headed out. I was determined to run at least 5k, maybe more. The temp was perfect when I started, not too hot, not too cold. The first part of my run was great.
Then I turned a corner and the wind started up. It wasn't a hard wind, but enough to provide resistance and almost blow my hat off. Despite the wind, I pushed on still determined to make it through the whole distance.
When I was about halfway I started getting a blister on my heel (AGAIN! ARG!) which made every step painful. So, I was more tired than usual from running against the wind, my heel hurt, and it was getting hotter. I had about 2k to go and was thinking about just stopping and walking the rest of the way. I started rationalizing it in my head thinking I had given it my best but today just wasn't my day and walking the rest of the way is better than sitting on the couch, and so went the little voice in my head.
I was just about to stop running and start walking when I looked up and saw an old man that reminded me a little of my late grandpa walking to his car. I always wear headphones when I run so I don't say hi or anything when I pass someone. I was planning on just running past him like I would anyone else when he looked at me and threw both fists in the air and yelled "YAY, keep going, you're doing great!!" I couldn't help but put my hands in the air too with a big smile on my face and yelled back "Thanks!" All of a sudden, my legs didn't burn as much, I got more air in my lungs, and the pain in my heel was nagging but not debilitating.
I picked up my pace and ran the rest of the way. When I got home, my legs still burned and the blister on my heel (which was more like raw, exposed skin OUCH!) still hurt like hell. But I had accomplished what I set out to do with a little help along the way and that is what is most important. I don't know the old man that cheered me on and he doesn't know me and I may never see him again, so I'm writing this as a "Thank you" to him. And, I hope others read this story and do the same thing for someone else. We all need a little encouragement to keep going sometimes and it doesn't always have to come from a friend or family member. Sometimes a complete stranger can give us the boost we need with a smile or a compliment or big "WAY TO GO!"