...it tells me i am short.
...it tells me i am nothing like a gazelle.
...it says, "what the heck are you doing??!"
...it tells me it hurts.
...it tells me it's not built for this...
what i say back is...
...maybe i am a bumblebee. no one has to know.
... i am getting healthy and fit.
...let's work through this together.
...it's me vs. me. only i have the power to say when it's time to stop.
today i went on a trail run. it was cooler, pleasant, nice.
i fully went out knowing i would do more than my usual 3.5-4 miles.
at first i thought lofty...6! 6.5! maybe even 7! if i was feeling the groove.
somewhere around mile 4 my body started talking to me.
it wanted to stop.
i knew i couldn't. physically or mentally.
physically because i had a route to finish--running all of it.
mentally because i wasn't going to feel defeated.
i wanted to leave it all on the trail.
most of all. NO WALKING!!!
so i bargained..." i need to finish at least 5 miles! "
so miles 4 and 5, i began hearing the cheers and chants of 2 of my virtual
running pals, along with myself.
"GO, JEN, GO!!!" "BE IN THE MOMENT AND ENJOY THIS...DON'T WORRY"
i finished. felt great.
i also learned that i should have listened (or at least been more smart about my mileage) b/c now i am
nursing a calf strain.
living and learning... pain i should listen to. aching is worth pushing through.
so a few days off from running to weight train, get back into zumba and keep doing my push-ups.
oh, and these shoes right here:
instead, sticking with my faithful Mizunos.