Fair Weather Fan.
Monday, May 05, 2014
It’s raining, normally I love the rain. One of my favorite things to do is curl up with a good book and drink hot coco while listening to the rain. I love to fall asleep when it’s raining, I always seem to sleep better and feel more rested. I love the way it smells when it rains and I love the way you can feel it in the air right before the clouds open up. But today I needed to go out and run 3 miles, and the rain was making me really want to say inside. All I could think about was how I would be soaked in about 10 minutes. About how I would probably have to run without my music because I don’t have a water proof case. How the path I run would be slippery and I’d need to run slower to make sure I didn’t fall and hurt myself.
Two days ago on my run it was 80 degrees. We were having some unusually warm weather. Spring was in the air, people were running around in shorts and tank tops. I should have been enjoying the sunshine with everyone else. I usually love to go to the dog park with my best friend and play catch with her dog. I also love a friendly game of Frisbee. Instead of thinking about all the fun things I could be doing after work I was dreading getting off. I was going to have to run 4 miles in that heat. I was thinking about how within minutes I would be covered in sweat. About how there was a lot of pollen in the air and it would be hard to breath.
The old me would have postponed my run. I would have told myself that I could do it another day. That my training schedule wasn’t set in stone and I had given myself a couple of extra weeks so that I could miss a work out if needed. I know the old me wouldn’t have gotten back on track. I would have keep coming up with excuses until race day and then there would be only two options. I would either still do the half marathon and maybe run 4 or 5 miles and walk the rest or I would have come up with some excuse to not do the race. I don’t want that. I want to go out there and finish the race strong. I want to be proud of myself to setting a goal and meeting it. I would love to run the whole race but if I have to walk some that’s okay to. I just want to know that I did everything in my power to run the race. Skipping a workout because the weather wasn’t perfect is trying my hardest.
So both days I laced up my shoes and went out my door. Both runs were not enjoyable and both were slower then I usually run. But I completed both and was so proud of myself for sticking to my plan. I might just become a real fan instead of the fair weather one I’ve always been.