Thursday, August 11, 2011
The difference between involvement and commitment is like ham and eggs. The chicken is involved; the pig is committed.
~ Martina Navratilova
I guess I am still a chicken.
So up to this point I have been talking, thinking, and writing about my grand goal of the Tinker Bell half marathon. It seemed so far away last February, just slightly less than a year. As the weeks and months ticked along, I still rationalized that there was plenty of time to get serious about running. My dedication level was at about 50% of what it should be. I made plans to run, but heck, if I overslept then there is always another day. January 2012 was still far ahead in the distance. Since I had not yet registered for the race, I still had a “safety net” in the back of my mind.
The safety net has been cut.
Honey and I took the plunge and registered for the race. Talk about jumping in with both feet. It is scary even now as I type this. The fees are non-refundable, and not cheap either. I think – hope – that putting something tangible on the line will cement this in my head. Before I had “planned” to run this marathon. Now, I HAVE TO run it. We have committed our time and resources, so we have to follow through. I will make it those 13.1 miles even if I have to limp along. The thing I am still searching for is the drive to succeed. I need to learn how to get running “under my skin” so that it becomes more important than the snooze button. Hopefully as I get stronger at it, it will transform from a dreaded challenge to that “runner’s high” experience so many runners rave about. I like running (especially trails.) I want to love running. Eventually I will love running, bit how I get from here to there is my issue. How do I become the pig?
I am sure in the end, all the challenges will fade away to be replaced by a feeling of achievement. The key now is to eliminate excuses and focus on the finish line.
That…and the bling.