I had a mile to go to finish my run.
I was beat. Totally beat. I told myself that I would quit a half mile early.
- It was hot – not as hot as in the middle of summer, but a hotter day then we have had lately.
- I forgot to take my Apple Cider Vinegar (ACV) before my run. My legs were so tired and heavy. Was this the reason?
- I increased my mileage from 4 to 5 miles a day just this week. Was that why I was beat?
- I am running a hillier area and one hill is huge. Am I just worn out?
These are the thoughts of a runner perplexed at 4 miles as to why his run is going badly. Pace? What pace? I threw pace out of the window a couple miles ago. Actually all summer I have kept my love for speed away and just tried to be consistent on the run.
I tripped. Sort of tripped. I literally stubbed the top of the front of my new running shoes. I’ve never done that before, I thought to myself. Maybe I should walk home. I don’t want to hurt myself on a basic run. I don’t want to be stupid. I don’t… I can’t… I won’t…
Then the thought occurred to me. Just a year ago I ran a marathon. I felt worse at mile 25 of that marathon then I did now at mile 4 of my 5 mile run. My body needs to learn. I need to master my body. It must submit to me if I ever want to run a marathon again, let alone qualify for Boston. This feeling… The feeling of being spent, exhausted, tired, hot and having nothing left inside… Maybe this feeling is a gift. Maybe this is training for mile 25. Only a little over a mile to go and I’ll be done. My body will learn that it has to comply with what I am doing. Not to the point of getting hurt, but I need to teach my body, my mind and my spirit that I can run through this feeling. I can complete the race. I can run up that last hill and finish what I set out to do.
5.01 miles after I started, I finished. I literally had nothing left. It was hard to walk the rest of the way home (about 100 yards).
I finished. What a great feeling. I had the worst run of the summer and I felt like I just completed a marathon. I didn’t give up. I didn’t give in. I didn’t walk until I met my goal.
Today… who knows, maybe I’ll run 6 miles just for fun!
Have a great weekend.