Last night I did 3 treadmill miles at a moderate pace, and Adam ran next to me : ) His goal for the 5K is sub 24mins so running on the treadmill next to him is really the only time I can feel like we’re running together. Outside I’m just chasing him down and staring at his butt (<—- he squats a lot so this is not a bad view).
Somehow I completely forgot how special this week is in my running life. I only remembered because my running coach sent me an e-mail last night which ended with, “Think about where you were a year ago.”
Almost exactly one year ago on Feb 2nd I ran my very first 5K, and then seven days later I ran my second 5K. Yes, this is coming from the girl who just wrote about how she doesn’t like racing, haha.
I had originally signed up for the 5K on Feb. 9, 2013 that went through the Miami Zoo, but then Adam’s co-workers invited us to do Color Me Rad on Feb. 2nd and we couldn’t turn it down.
I remember making it halfway through that first 5K and wondering how the finish line could still be so far away. It took me 42 minutes to finish. Once I crossed the finish line I was so ecstatic (and tired). The same process repeated the next weekend at my second 5K. At around the two mile mark I just really wanted the whole thing to be over, but then as soon as I crossed the finish line I decided it would be cool to sign up for a half marathon : ) Running is such a crazy thing! I love it.
Despite all the progress I’ve made in the past year, and more specifically in the past three months, I still have moments of doubt.
Right now I’m dealing with a pretty big mental block when it comes to speed. Sometimes I’ll be running along at what feels like a comfortable, cruising pace and then I’ll look at my Garmin and see I’m actually running really fast for me. In about 10 seconds I go through these emotions: AWESOME, I’M SO FAST…oh no my legs feel like bricks… ok I need a walking break.
Literally within 10 seconds I’ll go from feeling really good and comfortable to needing a break. It’s insane and I’m sure it’s more mental than anything because you don’t just go from “everything feels great to every step is so hard” that fast. I think I just see the fast pace and my mind says, “you can’t run at this pace, you better stop.”
I need to learn to quiet that voice because it’s killing me! I emailed my running coach to tell her about all this and as usual she just told me exactly what I needed to hear:
I like the motivational quote and the advice on going to my mantras, but most of all I like that she says to just “get over it.”
Seriously, that’s what I need to do. There’s no better advice. There’s no way to sugar coat it.
Next time it happens that is exactly what I am going to tell myself to do… GET OVER IT : )
I will get over it.
What do you do to get past mental barriers when it comes to running/working out?
What is your favorite running mantra?
How many years have you been running? What got you started
– I LOVE hearing these stories!