The time has come. No more excuses, no more buts, no more why? It has come down to the fact that it is time to get back to what I started in July 2012, a rediscovery of me, and then forced that much hard in the summer of 2013. I am not an athlete, but I am a runner and over the last several months, many personal issues have crept into my life, casting doubt over if it is worth the time, the energy, the determination to push myself like I used to, day in and day out, 6, sometimes 7, days a week. But those doubts are gone. I had to stand on the side of the road, directing traffic, instead of being part of the crowd of runners going either 13.1mi or 26.2mi today. That ends NOW. As of October 13, 2014, I will be back in training, back to running, lifting, and cardio. I will make sure to eat smart and train smarter. While I have lost some of my accountability factors to ensure my success in this, along the way I have developed new partners in crime, new or existing friendships that will challenge me, and I am sure there will be some continued encouragement from afar. My plan is to be back up to speed, stamina, and endurance come May 3rd, the date of the Spring Prairie Fire Half Marathon. But that is not then end of my goals, no matter how crazy they sound. I will continue to run, to train, to push myself, with longer distances run, mixed with shorter, but faster runs, bettering my time and endurance, until October 2015, when I WILL run my first full marathon. No more excuses. The pity party is over. It is time. I will succeed, I will only allow myself one setback, one failure to complete a goal. I wanted to share this because I trust in my friends, those who know me well enough to see when I stumble, to see when I near exhaustion, but continue to rally behind me, saying you CAN do this, I believe in you, even when I may not believe it myself. This is a vow I make to myself, and count you as a witness to the statement. At this point, I need the push, from behind, making sure I follow through on my personal goals, instead of being pulled, dragged through it all, as I dig in, trying to find a reason why I should stop, to falter, to fail. It was the support and guidance of friends and family that helped me twice before to cross that line. I once again request the same support and guidance as I get myself back on track and finally discover the man hidden beneath the fluffy exterior.
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 23:06:43 +0000
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