My Biggest Struggle...

I used to call myself a runner- aka one of those crazy people who get joy out of the physical pain of running for long distances at a time. However, by the time I passed adolescence, I came to my senses and began to enjoy the finer things in life such as cookies and cake! :) I used to get all excited after I got home from school and I would put on my workout clothes and shoes and fly out the door. My how things have changed!

Currently, my biggest struggle is doing just that, getting my shoes on and walking out the door. Once I do get to that point (which usually takes everything in me), I have a completely different frame of mind. I think to myself, well I made it this far and it would be pretty lame to go back inside now. Thats when I get my tush to the end of the driveway and start running. Its amazing what a couple of steps and a stern internal argument will do to get me motivated. (Whoever said you talking to yourself doesnt help anything sure was mistaken!) :)

Yesterday I was jogging along like a heard of turtles and I kept wanting to stop and give up. But as I kept trudging along, I thought of what I used to do to keep going back in the days when I could run like the wind and enjoy every minute. Then I realized that the whole time I was running I was focusing on just that, running and how much work it was. What I used to do was use my run as a time to think or pray. I would figure out problems and release stress. When I focused my mind on other things rather than the burn of my legs and lungs, I got more out of the whole experience. As soon as I made up my mind to think of anything other than actually running I was able to appreciate what I was doing and in the end I even kicked it up a notch to finish. :)

I know I have alot to work on but every little step is a little bit closer to my goal! I need to keep going, not compare myself to anyone else, and keep my tush moving and off the couch! :)

I am struggling but I will prevail! :) Good luck everybody!