Thank you to everyone who commented on my last post. I really do appreciate your comments, even when you disagree.
I feel I should mention (upon reflection) that I don’t mind those inspirational quotes once in awhile. But when it’s a constant stream of them, or posted on your blog in lieu of actual content, I get annoyed.
Also, I feel that I should follow-up yesterday’s negative post with a positive one.
So what does inspire me?
BFF Ultra Vera. Obviously, training for and finishing a 56-mile race takes insane dedication, not just to training, but your whole lifestyle. And she did it while working full-time. Many times when I’m out running, I think of the distance I’m covering in relation to 56 miles and I realize Vera is just plain crazy (crazy awesome). But, even more than that, she has been working through an injury for the past few months. She has dedicated herself to recovery as much as she dedicates herself to training for any race. And she has stayed positive knowing that she WILL run pain free again someday. To her, it’s not a matter of IF, it’s a matter of HOW and WHEN. She LOVES running. And I know she misses it dearly. These months have been hard for her, and she continues to stay positive.
BFF Genevieve. She trained for a half mararthon while working both a full-time and a part-time job and raising two little kids. Despite people telling her she couldn’t do it. And not being able to run all that much in the weeks leading up to the race. She showed up and finished those 13.1 miles, smiling at the end. And even better, she wants to do it again!
Amanda. She battled a lot of injuries when training for her spring mararthon earlier this year. But she kept going, and finished the race. And is now training for her third full.
Kelly. Her first mararthon didn’t go as planned, and she pulled herself out. Still wanting a marathon finish, she tried again a week later, and finished. And she still isn’t scared of 26.2 and talks about doing another marathon.
My husband. He survived boot camp. And not as a young, energetic 18-year-old. But as a 29-year-old with creaky knees and a big build. (He’s big for a sailor.) Living in barracks, sleeping on a bunk bed, forced hair cuts, being yelled at, experiencing the gas chamber, not to mention the physical training, and all that other stuff that I don’t even want to know about, he not only got through it, but was named the honor grad for his division (of 90 sailors). What’s sick is that he enjoyed it.
My cousin Coach Judie. She works full time in a demanding field (structural engineering), trains triathletes, and WON a triathlon recently and qualified for USAT Age Group National Championship. But does she sleep?
Anyone who finds time to train. I spent years using any excuse to not run, work out or be healthy. (I’m tired, I’m busy, there is good TV on, it’s late, I don’t want to wake up early.) I know how easy it is to come home after a long day at work (and commuting) and just want to sit. So anyone who works full-time and/or has children, but still finds the time and motivation to get out there, motivates me. I’m super duper impressed by the people who work AND raise kids and find the time. Seriously. How? Do you get some secret stores of energy when you become a parent?
Surviving my first half marathon. I was undertrained, had no support system, no runner friends, no fueling strategy and no Body Glide. I had to talk myself into just getting to the start line. The last five miles sucked but I got through them and finished. Now I feel like if I just follow a proper training plan, I can cover any distance. I think everyone needs one really, truly difficult race to survive, so they know that they can get through anything. I’m not recommending purposely undertraining or underfueling yourself or anything, but sometimes you need to get through a difficult situation to prove to yourself that you can handle just about anything. The
saner safer route is to pick something that truly scares you, or sounds impossible, and get through it.
What or who inspires you, and why?