Back in the summer, when I started running regularly, twice around my local park was an achievement. Yay; I would feel so tired but happy.
Then it grew to three times around.
Now the park’s too small of a goal so I changed my route and began running to a distant park. There and back was an accomplishment, I was pooped but proud.
Then it grew to three times around.
Now the park’s too small of a goal so I changed my route and began running to a distant park. There and back was an accomplishment, I was pooped but proud.
Last night I got the notion that I would run to the park, and beyond, for a total distance of about 9km. Could I do it?
Today I did. I ran about 6km of the route and walked the rest.
I feel great—proud of myself and physically fit.
It's interesting what adjusting your goal can do for your level of achievement. Because I feel so good it increases the likelihood of continued efforts and successes. But had I started my running career back in July with this route, I would have failed and felt bad. I would have proved to myself that I’m not a runner.
Today I did. I ran about 6km of the route and walked the rest.
I feel great—proud of myself and physically fit.
It's interesting what adjusting your goal can do for your level of achievement. Because I feel so good it increases the likelihood of continued efforts and successes. But had I started my running career back in July with this route, I would have failed and felt bad. I would have proved to myself that I’m not a runner.
Whether you think you can or think you can’t, you’re right.
