Another week, and more frustration. Neither the scale, nor the tape measure has
moved. I am at week 7 of C25k, and I was
watching my calories and walking for a month before that. Wanna know what 11 weeks has gotten me? NOT A DAMN THING. Weight-wise, anyway.
This morning, I got up and ran at 5:30am. I was running in the dark, not a soul awake
yet, and I was pushing myself – hard.
Last night, I was not very happy with my run, so I decided to repeat the
workout, and see if I could beat my own split pace. I was about ½ mile in, and a quote I read
recently came to mind. Madie’s soccer
coach sent it out to us to share with the girls. It was written in a note from a coach to a
player. The coach had observed the
player training by herself early one morning.
As he watched, she pushed herself through sprint after sprint, falling
to the ground and gasping for breath. He
said “The true vision of a champion is someone bent over, drenched in sweat, at
the point of exhaustion, when no one else it watching”. The coach was 22 time National Champion
University of North Carolina head coach, Anson Dorrance. The player was Mia Hamm.
I felt like a champion while training this morning. And I felt like a failure as soon as I
stepped on the scale. It feels good to
work hard, to push your mind and your body past it’s limits. But just like anything else in this world, it
is hard to continue to work hard and push yourself when there is no reward.
Imma need that reward soon.
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