If you follow me on social media you know that I just returned home late Sunday afternoon from an incredible trip with my coaching family. It was a trip that inspired me greatly. It was a trip I want to go back & do all over again. It was a trip that filled my cup.
But, it was also a trip that exhausted me!
I debated on not jumping back into my normal routine immediately, but for me, this is not an option. The longer I go outside of my normal routine, the harder it truly is for me. To be honest, the few days we did not have an early morning workout, I felt off a bit.
So, Monday morning my alarm screamed at me like normal at 4:00 a.m. The goal was four miles considering I had missed my long training run for the weekend with being away; my plan was to do a few longer runs this week.
It was still dark as I stepped outside of my home. I felt a bit stiff & my head was full of a million things that needed to be done.
I began to run & honestly about twenty steps in, I stopped & stood there. I told myself I did not want to run, I did not want to do four miles; I just wanted to go back home. Luckily, my current run streak saved me as I knew that I had to complete at the minimum a mile.
So, I started again. I stopped fifty feet later & mentally was fighting putting one foot in front of the other. It was a serious battle; I wanted to quit with such a strong urge to do so! I stood there & stretched out my legs to give me a chance to mentally focus.
I set a goal. I set a goal to train for a marathon. I set a goal to go out every day & show others what is possible if you are willing to drop the excuses.
Why did I want to quit so badly in this moment?
Finally, I realized that I deserved more. I did not deserve to be quit on; I did not deserve giving up on a goal that I am truly passionate about. I deserve to stay on my track, on my quest to better.
I started up again, I turned on the flashlight on my phone & headed out to the road. By the time I finally hit 1.5 miles, I was feeling stronger.
By the time I hit two miles, I was feeling grateful.
By the time I hit 2.5 miles, I felt like me.
By the time I hit three miles, I was filled with such happiness & passion.
By the time I hit 3.5 miles, I could finally shut off my flashlight.
By the time I hit four miles, I felt dang proud.
I had a million excuses to quit early: too dark & did not want to use a flashlight, I might not see a hole & step in it, my legs feel heavy, I still need to unpack, I need to do laundry, I need to work my business, my legs feel like tree trunks, I need to work on my August budget, I need to clean my home.
But, I pushed past the excuses; I ran through them. I am a normal person; I do not always want to work out or go out for a run. I’m human.
Every day we make a million choices. Our choices can lead us to where we truly want to go or they can force us to travel in the opposite direction. The compound effect.
I have done the opposite direction way too many times; I am no longer willing to travel that way. I will fight every single day to make the choices, big & small, that are going to take me to all the places I want to go.
Are YOU coming with me?
Until Next Time~
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