Ok so I’ve decided to start running. I’m going to be a runner. I am running. I am a runner.
Now that I’ve said it, will it be easier?
Well, no…but I can hope.
The decision came about because I wanted a new goal, something physical to work towards. Honestly, I wanted to distract myself from…life.
It’s been about a week since I’ve started running and I’ve already learned quite a bit:
- The idea of running is scarier than actually running.
- Stretching before I run makes a difference.
- Breathing properly helps…a lot.
- Form matters…even if I look like an idiot while I’m trying to get it right.
- I don’t care what I look like.
- I care about how I feel.
- It helps to have someone in my ear, literally, encouraging me.
- The perfect playlist really gets me motivated.
- Even when it gets tough, I know I still have some more left in me.
- Sometimes a good run leads to some soreness.
- Stretching after I run makes a difference.
- Traumatized by soreness, another run can seem daunting but once I start hitting the treadmill…it feels SO GOOD.
- I really need to invest in a better sports bra.
- I have to believe I can do it.
- It turns out, I know I can actually do it.
Running has been challenging but also rewarding. In the short time since I’ve started I’ve already seen a change in my mentality. It seems so simple on paper: set my mind to do this thing, do the thing, celebrate getting it done.
This physical distraction has actually taught me a thing or two about life. Maybe that thing I’m avoiding can be worked through instead. I just need to focus, prepare myself, and jump in. Believing in myself doesn’t hurt either.
Now if only I could experience this “Runner’s High” everyone talks about…