See, the problem for me is not if I'll be able to finish, it's if I can start. Once I get in my mind how far I'm going to run (for example- the crazy idea of four miles yesterday), I can do it. I usually just can't start. But, I am not a wimp. And I can always give more. And I like running. I really do. It feels good to run. ...Right up until the time I stop. Then my legs shake and want to collapse and my stomach is turning. Ugh. But then, the runner's high. Oh boy, is that worth it. Whenever I ran in high shool, my dad would always tell us to think about the people who didn't even get out of bed. It didn't matter if we didn't do as well in a race as we should have, he would remind us of all those people who were still sleeping on those Saturday mornings. And so, I think I can. I can still be one of those people who gets out of bed and runs. Like I used to be.
Originally this post was gonna be about how I much I regretted running four yesterday, but turns out, I actually miss running. So, although this is quite the risk, especially putting it out here on the www, here's to becoming a runner again!
"Whether you believe you can or believe you can't, you're probably right."
"Anybody can be a runner. We were meant to move. We were meant to run. It's the easiest sport."
Inspiration quotes for running. We used to be all about quotes like these in high school. I'm gonna need 'em now. The first one makes me think of Drew. The second one, just makes me think I really can do it. Let's go.