Running Away from Adulting

IT'S THE FIRST DAY OF HALL OF FAME MARATHON TRAINING! okay, lets be real for a minute: I'm scared to death. So many worries about training, the thought of actual race day, the energy going to be spent, balancing life... woah baby. I'm exhausted. I feel like my life is an endless cycle of sleep, school, work. where the heck do I add in training? I'm not completely motivated. These last few weeks of sub-0 wind chills have had me staying indoors and being lazier than I wanted. I don't feel completely elated to start moving again I could sit on my butt and not train. I could envy everyone around me getting ready for coming races like Boston and PGH. Or... I could pick up my sorry bum and get going. Last training cycle, I learned SOOOO much, and I know I only have even more to learn about myself, my body, and running. It's when we go out of our comfort zones that we really transform as a person. I may not want to get out of bed some ...

Let this sink in. Ever been injured and prescribed not to run for days, weeks, months, even years? It can feel like you've had a chunk of your heart ripped out (yes, I'm exaggerating). But what if you were never able to walk on your own two feet? What if you were told that you could never run again? Now how do you feel? This isn't me being a Debby Downer, this is bringing awareness of what we have to be grateful for. I definitely take this for granted from time to time. When I'm having my own pissy-party about running a pace slower than I planned, I have to remind myself that the ability to run is a gift. So when you're out there ready to give up, upset with your pace, or even just not feeling like running period, remember that this very moment that you have the ability to put one foot in front of the other is an absolutely privilege. Take a moment this week to look at yourself and be grateful of your body's ability to move.

Okay! So I'm going to be starting this Monday Motivation. We can't expect ourselves to feel go-getter-ish all the time; we all experience mental slumps at some point. And sometimes, we let ourselves to just sit in the slump we're in. But if you're like me, you may feel like you can't escape the hole and are begging for something to kick you in the butt and back to your optimistic self.  Well here's your weekly kick!... well, slight nudge. So I signed up for my spring marathon, and I am beyond scared. The thought of developing another stress reaction or fracture lingers. What if I can't hardly walk again after a 20 mile run? What if I suck at keeping prescribed paces during my track runs? Why the heck am I even thinking that I should run 26.2 miles for fun? Should I even try again?  Its like I'm giving up before I'm even starting... Giving up is easy. But what happens if I don't give up?  Why do we give up? One reason is be...