Let’s be honest…
So my running didn’t last long. I’m being a girl about it. It’s hot outside so I come up with lots of excuses for why I can’t get my ass out there and run. I really, really need to get back on the bandwagon. And honestly, I’m a little disappointed in myself that I let myself stop. I was in the last week of the Couch-to-5K program and I just can’t believe I stopped. I made it all that way over those 8 weeks only to stop. Ugh.
But, I’m writing this honest post in an attempt to motivate myself to get back on the wagon. I need to give up that one hour of TV and just get off my ass and run. Easier said than done, but I was actually working myself up to something. You see, I’m going to be going to Naples, Florida in a few months and I have ALWAYS thought it would be cool to be able to run down the beach in the morning for a little exercise. I realize that may seem a little “Hollywood” and all. Perhaps a little “Chariots of Fire”? Well, I still want to do it.
I’ve played racquetball with my neighbor, Gerry. But I’m not playing often enough to really get any better. No, I’m not saying I want to give up racquetball or anything. I enjoy it more than anything else I’ve ever done. It’s a fantastically fun game and quite often while I’m playing I sit there and smile as I am serving or I am playing, because I am enjoying myself so damned much.
And the other motivating factor (I’m sure you wouldn’t have guessed this) is that I am not good at finishing things. In fact, it’s a huge issue for me. I would very much like to race a 5K. Just so that I can say that I did it. It’s kind of one of those “life goal” things that I want to be able to do. Yes, I’d LOVE to do the Music City Marathon (1/2 marathon, DUH – I’m not like a real runner or anything!). But, I think that would be an AWESOME accomplishment. and I have enough time to prepare for it since I can start anytime now and be in reasonably good shape to do that run. But…. motivataion. It’s like a four-letter word. Cruel bastard that it is. Motivation mocks me. It’s sitting on my couch with a cold beer and laughing at me as it’s watching my TV.


