Sometimes I fall into a funk where I just don’t feel like a runner. I read all these great blogs where I see people taking running way more seriously than I do. And I get “runner envy”! I want to be as committed, determined and dedicated to running as they are, but sometimes, I find it so hard! I am starting to think that the difference between a runner and an athlete happens during the midweek runs. Yea, I can crank out 10 miles on a Sunday, no problem. Half-marathon without training? Piece of cake. Running 3 miles on a random Wednesday morning? No way, Jose! What is wrong with me?! I seriously have to muster up all the courage in the world to get out of bed during the week to run.
I was just talking to my friend, Sharon, about this last week. We saw some totally fit people running on a trail in Pasadena and I said, “What is the difference between them and me? Why do they just look like they belong out here and I’m just huffing and puffing swinging my arms hoping for a walk break?”
But it’s just dawning on me now that the magic has to happen during the week. So this week, I just sucked it up, set my alarm, and headed out the door for a 3.5 mile run… because that’s what athletes do.
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