Posted on January 27, 2014
Stop crying about what you can’t do and make it happen
I hear it all the time.
The lady doing my pedicure: I would love to run, but I don’t have anyone to run with me.
Social media: I have to run 8 miles today, will someone pleeeeeeease run with me. Anyone?? Pleeeeeeeeese……
They come up with every excuse, some are quite creative I might add, to sabotage the idea of running by themselves.
To me, running is an individual sport. It’s one of the many reasons I love it so much. I can run at whatever time I want, my own pace + distance, stop for water or just to stare at the beautiful Pacific.
I depend on me.
Of course there are relays where groups of runners participate as a team like Ragnar and those who run with regular buddies which I think is fantastic!
Today I’m talking about those who depend on others to run with them.
Those who refuse to run by themselves.
Sometimes I would love to have someone to run with, but I also don’t. The reason? I don’t want to have anyone depend on me for a reason to run or not. I also really, really like to run on my terms. I make my own rules, I make deals with myself which makes it a little more motivating. If I run 5 miles today, hello Starbucks Double Shot. Plus I get to rock one of my uber cute Lulu skirts. And who doesn’t want to look cute while pounding the pavement?
That’s what I thought.
Also it can be difficult to find folks who run at my pace or even just a bit faster than me. That’s another reason why I love racing so much. A mile or two in, I find my “pacer.” That one person who is just a little faster than I am and keep up with them.
I make my own excuses on why I don’t run too. If I don’t want to run, or I don’t feel good, that’s on me.
My unsolicited advise:
My parents could care less about my love for running and this blog for that matter. They have never been to one of my races, even when I lived back home. Of course I would have loved to see them cheering me on at the finish line, but I never allowed their lack of interest in my passion affect how I feel for it. I chose to focus on those who were there cheering me on the course & then hustling over to see me accomplish what I came to do – Mike & my Lu. Both of them cold, tired form the early wake up call but cheering and so proud.
I’m proud of myself, and that pride keeps me motivated for the next run…..My run.
What motivates you to run?
Fess up, do you depend on someone else for your motivation?
Do you make deals/lie to yourself for motivation when you just aren’t feeling it?
Heck yeah, and it works too!