#Day 1…..Journey to Greatness: Friday I’m in love…… with running
1/9/2015……..20
miles
Favorite
post run smoothie:
Banana
1
cup coconut milk
1
cup water
½
lime
¼
cup frozen cherries
¼
cup coconut flakes
handful
of almonds
Favorite
lift: Goblet Squats(dumbbell front full squat, elbows to knee) 3sets/15 reps 45pds
I
ran my first big race in my 20s. I was
about 23 when I finally took up running with some form of disciple. I wanted to run a marathon. Just out of
nowhere. One day I said…. Oh I
think I will run a marathon…. And so it began…… I started with 1 mile…..Oh that first mile….like back in 5th grade……
1 mile on a treadmill. And increased it everyday. I knew I enjoyed running, knew I could be
semi fast, but I did not know how to train or how to get better. So at first I merely focused on
distance. When I started this, at 23, I was
running a 5.5 on the treadmill. I stayed
on the treadmill for a long time.
Building up to 3,4,5 even 10 miles.
I nick named Friday 5 mile Friday….. Then I began to my vary my run work outs….. doing
steady state and interval running…. I began to read and learn about……. Running.
I
was logging about 30 miles a week. One
day, a coworker asked me to run after work. I started
running outside, after work, along the Ohio River, with my coworkers….all
male…. And I found no difficulty in keeping up.
And then, I signed up for a 5k.
And 1 became more, became a half, became a love of running, racing,
training….. all of it. I was in my 20s and
it came easy. I wasn’t worried about
time…. I was just doing it. And I was
doing it well. I did that for about 4 years. I would never run that marathon in
my 20s. Instead I would be blessed with
3 beautiful children, rather quickly…. And motherhood and injuries would take
me off track for about 6 years.
In
my 30s, it was a little harder….. starting up….. remembering where I was in my
20s…… being quickly reminded that I am not in my 20s……. I went through a phase
of not caring about time….. "just run…..get back on my marathon track…."
I
wasn’t paying attention to anything except logging the miles. There were times when I would stay out all
night, drinking, partying, not eating……sleep for about 3 hours and run 15
miles. I was invincible….I could do
anything. Above all I could run.
Right…….wrong.
Which
brings me to this….. It is Friday night.
Almost everyone I know is out.
But I am just fine right here….. I
have a new toy I am dying to play with in my basement…… I am making some
healthy veggie based from scratch food….. logging miles…… 5 mile Friday….. and
looking forward to a good night sleep…… and goals goals goals….. get stronger,
get faster, get better. WIN. Please. Someday, WIN.
Because
I am completely in love with running. I want to do it as often as I can, get
better, be great, understand blissful perfection when I run that race and
say….. it was worth every second, every sacrifice, every ounce of pain….. for
this…… In so many ways it defines who I am, it is a driving force in my life…..
and it is so powerful to have that something!
Everyone
should have that in their life……something you love so much….. if you are
reading this….I challenge you to find that something for yourself….. find that
power…..that force…..that love…..and live it to the best of your ability! Find something that in the end makes
you say “I owned every second that this world could give, saw so many places
the things that I did, with every broken bone, I swear….I lived!”
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