I started blogging 7 years ago.
That was a long, long time ago.
My intent was to have a forum to note my successes and failures on my journey to become a distance runner.
Most journeys aren't a straight road. There's stops and hills along the way - injuries, life events, bad weather and even boredom. Other times you find yourself moving at a snail's pace.
In that time, I'd forgotten about the blog, trained for and ran two marathons. How did I manage to forget about the blog? I regret that now. Having a blog about someone's first attempt at a marathon would be a great read. [Hint, Camille]
But looking back, I think the reason I didn't chronicle it all was three fold. First, how much could I truly write about training? Second, who would really want to read it? And lastly, what if I failed? I certainly couldn't have a blog based on something I didn't do, right?
This week, I ran into one of my yoga instructors as I was leaving The Lab. She encouraged me to take her new class which is a higher level of difficulty. My first thought was that there was no way I was ready for something like that. I couldn't possibly be even halfway ok in that class.
As I drove home that night, I remembered that I used to feel that way about distance running.
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I use my blog like a daily mile on steroids. A place to mix in thoughts that come up running, remember that it wasn't all great or awful. Export it all some day to have it as a journal for when I may not be able to run like this anymore and think, well I tried!
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