Last week was rough. I don’t really know how else to put it. We were on week 7 of the Couch-to-5K program and for the first time I felt like quitting. We were running 25 minutes which we had already done once and have run 20 minutes 3 times as well. So my body could definitely do it, but my mind wasn’t having it. For the first time during this process I stopped and walked for a few seconds during TWO workouts last week. I felt defeated and like running wasn’t for me and maybe I should just quit.
I decided to reach out to my “running friends” and see what wisdom they could impart on my newbie self. All of them said that what was happening to me was normal and bad workouts happen to even the most experienced runners. This maybe obvious information was extremely helpful to me and helped me realize that I can have a bad workout or two, but that is no excuse to quit. I have made excuses about not working out and not changing my diet for far too long. Excuses are what holds us back from achieving all the things we want and deserve. There is no reason that I cannot run and cannot get to the healthy size I want to be. So thank you friends for helping me see what I was trying to ignore.
Because of wise words and digging deep into myself to figure out what was holding me back, I decided to start this week’s workout anew. Yesterday we ran for 28 minutes. I decided to run this time alone for the first time during this process so I could prove to myself that I could do it without my best running mate, my husband, by my side. I put on my iPod and blasted my “Sweatin’ to the Tunes” playlist and ran. The first few minutes didn’t feel good and I thought about stopping for half a second, and then I told that little voice in my head that it was stupid and my body could do this. Then I got into a mode. Not a runners high (haven’t achieved that yet) but I got into a zone where I told myself that nothing was going to stop me. It wasn’t easy per say, but I never felt or told myself I had to stop and I knew that the last two workouts didn’t mean anything because I could totally do this. I visualized my goals being met. For example, fitting into those smaller jeans and feeling amazing. I finished and even though it was a little slower than I hope to be I couldn’t have been more proud of myself. I proved then that bad workouts are meant to be learned from and then forgotten because there is always tomorrow. Sometimes running is difficult and it challenges me. But the most challenging part as I have said before is not what my body is capable of, but controlling my mind and convincing myself that anything is possible.
I am becoming a believer. I have never felt better about myself and what I am capable of achieving. This is a slow process, but I know I will reach my goals.
I saw this before my workout yesterday and it motivated me so I thought I would share. I’m a visual and quote person, what can I say?
I would still be happy to hear what some of you do after a bad workout? And what helps you get into that “zone” while running?