I'm stressed right now...my neck and shoulders are aching. Come to think about it, I've been stressed for a couple of days now; ever since I decided to train for another race.
Isn't running supposed to be fun?
Don't get me wrong...I've had fun "moments" in running...but on a whole...I hate running! I love what running does for me in so many ways, but I hate running.
So why do I do it? Besides the obvious physical and mental benefits, why do I do it? I've pondered this question a lot lately.
Today I had 5 miles of speed work to do. Well, I woke up and new that speed work just wasn't going to happen, but I'd still do 5 miles. So there I am plugging along in some manner that is faster than walking (although that's debatable at times) and the run is SUCKING!!!!!!! Sucking big time. My mind is playing volleyball with the idea of switching tomorrow's 3, for today's 5.
Maybe you'll be more rested tomorrow
Maybe you won't
You could just scrap this run
and then somewhere in my head I asked myself, "who's in control here?"
Well being the subconscious control freak that I am, I sure as **** was not going to let something control me.
I'M IN CHARGE HERE! I'M THE MASTER OF MY DESTINY! I'M GONNA FINISH THIS 5 MILES! IT MAY SUCK. IT MAY BE SLOWER THAN GRANDMA MOSES WALKING WITH HER WALKER, BUT WE'RE GONNA FINISH THIS MOTHER F*CKING 5 MILES **** IT.
and I did!
and I found another answer for why I run:
BECAUSE I'M IN CHARGE HERE...**** IT!
I am certain that your success as a runner, and in all things is due more to the strength of your fighting spirit than anything else. Seabee