“Believe that you can run farther or faster. Believe that you’re young enough, old enough, strong enough, and so on to accomplish everything you want to do. Don’t let worn-out beliefs stop you from moving beyond yourself.”
– John Bingham
Ok. Today is the day that I’m supposed to run 10 miles.
What the crap? TEN miles??
I’m not feeling extremely positive about this right at the moment. After all, I struggled with just 3 yesterday. It’s amazing how different some running days are from others. Those runs fall into that whole “momma said there’d be days like this” category, I suppose. So, after having such a crappy running day yesterday, my mind is screaming at me that I’m just not ready for this 10-miler and maybe I should skip it. Maybe I should just wait and do a few more short runs and try the longer run later. Maybe it’s not time for me to step it up just yet and I should hold back a little. Maybe this. Maybe that. Excuse. Excuse. Excuse.
But then I remember something.
I’m not a quitter.
I’m just not. In other non-running areas of my life, I’ve always been very determined to see things through. My mom has always told me that determination is one of my finest qualities. (Although, I’m certain it’s also been the culprit of some of my downfalls at times…but we’re not talking about that right now…) Point is, if I can be determined in other areas of my life, I can be determined in this one too.
I can do this. I can do this. I can do this.
Every increase in mileage in my training plan has caused this same fear in me. I remember when I did 5 miles for the first time. All I could think of was how I barely made it to 5, now how was I going to do 6? Then I did 6 miles, and had the same thought about 7. And so on. And every time, I stepped up to the challenge. Every time. Today will be no different.
Today, after a long, tedious workday, I am going to put my running shoes on, and I’m heading out the door. I’m going to get my playlist ready to play the strongest, most powerful running music I can find, I’m going to bring along my nifty little water bottle that straps to my hand, I’m going to clear my mind of any of life’s annoyances that might be bothering me, and I’m going to run 10 miles. That’s just all there is to it.
Oh, and besides, I have a fail-proof plan. I know I can run 5 miles. There’s no question about that. So, I’m just going to run 5 miles away from my car. Then I have no choice but to come 5 miles back or I can’t go home. See? I’m a genius.
Ok, people. Today is the day I become a double-digit runner. Let’s do this.