I share this with you because the last few weeks I've needed to regularly remind myself of these words. You see I've been burnt out; the months leading up to our wedding were crazy busy, including racing that half marathon, then there was the wedding itself, the honeymoon, and I honestly believe it's taken me until now to get to a place where I could enjoy running again. You see I was easily running 3-4 days a week but then the wedding week was upon us and things just fell apart from there:
First off, I really, really, REALLY wanted to run the morning of the wedding, but I woke up to pouring rain and 30-something degrees. B.o.B wasn't having any of it and I certainly didn't want to start my wedding day slogging miserably through a few miles just to say I did, so instead I took that time to write Spike a heartfelt letter that I gave him before the ceremony. (Schmoopy Alert!) The wedding came and went and then we left for Paris and only managed one run while we were there, but it was to the Eiffel Tower so I'm not complaining! Coming back from Paris all the stress of wedding planning, the actual wedding itself, international travel, and our non-stop honeymoon adventures finally caught up to me and running was the last thing on my mind. I somehow managed to do the Headless Horseman 10k at the end of the month, but then I got miserably sick and thus October ended with me having completely fallen off the wagon.
Come November I knew I had to do something to get motivated again so I made a pact with myself to start small and be realistic. "Run once this week" became "run twice this week" which became "run three times this week and go long," etc... It seemed easy enough but getting back in to the groove was a lot harder than I thought it would be.
By the time December rolled around I was being more consistent but I knew I still needed to get better about making the time, not to mention I needed to start base training for my upcoming marathon cycle! My coach sent me a base training plan and I fumbled through the first week of it missing a run and cross training; obviously not perfect, but it was a start.
As you can see I've been good so far this week and have promised myself I will remain motivated! Hitting the gym yesterday for some cross training was a totally humbling experience having not been there since... um... September? (Who told the personal trainers it was ok to razz members that have been MIA?! No, I do not need a refresher on how to use the machines thankyouverymuch. Je-rks.) Better yet, I hit the track again today!
(The post this links to is actually a really great motivational post)
So, the lesson learned is this: You have to start somewhere.
Furthermore, and going full circle, "You don't have to be great to start, but you have to start to be great." Start small, give yourself realistic, achievable goals and work up from there. You CAN do it!