Tuesday, September 2, 2014

Third Half Marathon Journey: Weeks 4-5

If you missed my first post, on Weeks 1-3, you can find it here

I've been pretty accurate with my schedule - except for the cross training days. I've been using those as rest days. My version of rest isn't really rest anyway - since I'm going up and down stairs about a thousand times and wrangling three small children from sun-up to sun-down. We usually take the kids on some sort of walk or hike on the weekends too. 

We've seen some really pretty sunrises.
This particular morning, below, I got up at 5-something, got dressed, (notice I did not write, "did my makeup". I'm embracing my 30's aux naturel), drove 10 minutes to meet my friends, ran one mile and realized there was no way I was going to make it without a bra. Seriously. I'm an idiot. What a waste of a 5am wake-up!
 This sunrise was on our four mile run one morning!
 The sky was seriously on fire!
 My running group and I take a picture every single morning that we run. It's sort of their way of encouraging everyone else in the group. We post those for the other women in the group to see! But I hate posting the big group ones because I don't know how people feel about them being on a blog. But follow me on @thehowardbunch on instagram. I hashtag all my runs with #mrshshalf

I've mentioned before that I haven't, in the past, really called myself a runner. My first half marathon, I did a 1:1 ratio, so I officially walked as much as I ran. For my second half, I did a 2:1 ratio, so I ran twice as much. But now? Now I run a 3:1. That's a big deal for me. On my 10k I did last week, I looked up my running time on my watch and you know what? Out of 81 minutes, I was running for 61 minutes. Holy Moly. I am a runner. 

See that time below? I did 6.2 miles in 1:21:02. For a lot of people, that is slow. But you know what? I keep running. I don't let my insecurities of being "slow" stop me from achieving my goals. I used to care too much. I wouldn't run, because I couldn't do it quickly. And then I decided that "fast" was arbitrary. I sure am running a whole lot faster than all those people still in bed...I'm running faster than the people who let their fear of being slow stop them from running at all...and I'm definitely running faster than I did 5 months ago. And all of that is good enough for me.
Don't let the word "slow" stop you. If you're worried about someone else's opinion of your speed, I say go out anyway. Do it. You'll feel a million times better after you achieve it!

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