Today was a different story though. Today was the first hill workout of the Spring training cycle. To say that I was dreading it would be an understatement. I had a pity party for myself last night and kept getting depressed thinking about what good shape I was in last year at this time and how far away from that I am now. This is never a really productive or motivating activity. Nor is looking back. I am where I am. I know where I want to be. It's not going to be easy but I have to start somewhere. I had to mentally prepare myself to know that I would be far behind the pack I normally run with today. I have not done any speedwork since August 24 - again, to reach my goals, I have to start somewhere.
But guess what? That somewhere turned out to be pretty great. Why?
- I did everything I could to set myself up for a good workout. I drank a lot of water yesterday; I got 7.5 hours of sleep, ate a healthy dinner, and a little snack before the workout.
- I saw some faces I see all the time and some I haven't seen in awhile who inspire and motivate me.
- I wasn't alone at the back of my pack. I didn't let anyone know I was feeling this angst - but she knew. She stuck with me. She could have blown me out of the water today, but she pushed and pulled me up and down that hill. That warms my heart. Thanks, Steph.
Baby steps...one workout at a time...I will get it back.