"Discipline is doing what you don't want to do so you can do what you want to do."
I get up at 5am every morning during the week. Sometimes this is easy. Like last week. I hopped out of bed with a smile on my face and some pep in my step. Sometimes this is not so easy. Like this week. But, I still drag my butt out of bed, lace up my running shoes and I am out of the door by 5:40am.
Why did I feel compelled to keep going? Because I have a goal. Two months from right now, I will have my toes in the sand, a beer in my hand and a shiny new Shamrock marathon medal around my neck. The marathon is hard and although I love it, training is not always a walk in the park. This is not just because of the distance but because it's such an emotional roller coaster. During the race, for example, miles 15 and 16 can be awesome - smooth sailing - and then here comes mile 17 and things get hard. (Heck - it can even be mile 3 when things get hard!) The negative thoughts will start creeping in my mind:
- This is a stupid hobby.
- Why do I do this?
- I am never doing this again.
- I hate running.
- I am tired.
- I am too hot.
- I am thirsty.
I have two months to go. I know I won't want to run some days or go to a workout, but I will. I will keep giving 110%. There is no other option for me. I will keep pushing.