I was reading this post over at The Sisterhood of the Shrinking Jeans about faking it through your exercise routine and it really hit home. That's me. I go to the gym, but I give it a solid 60% instead of 110% (unless I'm in a class-- then peer pressure kicks in). Last year, I signed up for a beginners running workshop through our local running store (like Couch to 5k). I went to the weekly training runs, but rarely did the assigned runs on my own during the week. I faked it. I didn't do the work that I needed to do to rock that 5k. At the end of the 12 weeks, I completed the 5k but I knew I didn't give it my all. It's tough to celebrate accomplishemnts when you know that you didn't put in the work to do your best.
Anyway, with my new focus I headed to the treadmill with determination. I was going to push myself to really get a sense of where I'm starting this time around. My ipod was on shuffle and Jerry Garcia popped on at the start of my run. Not the best running music, so started to skip it. I mean really, could this guy inspire you to run?
Then the lyrics caught me by surprise:
You just want the cup, but you don't want the race
Ooh, you don't want the race
Run, run, run for the roses
The quicker it opens, the sooner it closes
Then old man, old friend of mine All good things in all good time
That's me! I've been so focused on just getting to the prize that I've never bothered to pay attention to the race along the way. And you know what? The race is the hard part. The race needs my attention more than anything. It's going to be a long race-- I've got a lot of miles to run and a lot of food to mindfully eat. But I'll get there. All good things in all good time. Thanks, Jerry.
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