The first mile of my run is always, ALWAYS, the worst. I
can’t tell you how many times I’ve almost quit, or have quit, before I’ve even
finished the first mile.
Just this morning in fact. My feet hurt (spoiler: my feet
always hurt the first mile) and my right calf ached (my sister, who is way more
of an athlete than me and studying sports medicine, has since told me it is a
shin splint…lovely). I’d made my one loop around the blocks near my apartment which
equals .9 of a mile. I was literally walking into my complex thinking “Well I did very nearly one mile, that’s
better than nothing.”
And it’s true, one mile is better than nothing. But I knew I could do more. Plus I am training for a freakin’ half marathon. So I
paused for a few seconds stretched out my calf and my feet and I gave myself
permission to slow down.
I think that is the key. Give yourself permission to go
slow. If one mile is better than nothing, then two slow miles is just wonderful.
I actually read this tip on a blog somewhere (see my first post on scouring the
internet…I really have been doing that). The girl was training for some sort of
big race, so during a smaller race she said, “I gave myself permission to go
slow.”
I can see that some people might be leery of this Go Slow
philosophy. Can it get you into a trap of never going fast or not really giving
your runs all you’ve got? Undoubtedly. But, so can staying in your cozy bed at
6am instead of getting out there and pounding the pavement.
I know that I can do this. My mom (Hi Mom!) always gives me
great advice. And one thing that she says to me frequently, that I am passing
on to you, is “You Can Do Hard Things.”
And, just so you know, after I went slow for a few minutes I
was able to go faster than before.
So keep going. Keep moving. Keep having fun with it. You Can
Do Hard Things.
Question of the Day: What
is something that keeps you motivated through hard things?
Brilliance of the Day:
A dream doesn’t become reality through magic; it takes sweat, determination,
and hard work. – Colin Powell
Hey Brittney! Every morning when that alarm goes off at 6 I have to force myself out of bed, into running clothes, and out the door. I also always hate the first mile! Keep going it's worth it in the end and you get to say I ran 13.1 miles because I wanted to!! (OK the motivation of Disney helps)
ReplyDeleteHappy running!