Day 1: The Toughest Of Days

To any runner who thinks they are “Too slow”

To any runner who thinks they are “too slow”.

Most people who classify themselves as runners favorite pastime is to screenshot and post their latest workout around the block. Focusing on their pace and time it took them to do it. Which may leave you feeling a little inadequate knowing your own times without having to post them every time you take a trip around your usual route.

While there is nothing you can do to combat the never ending workout selfies and running timer’s people post on their own social media you can choose to ignore them. Every time you get out there and run, you are free.

You are never too slow to burn the calories and work on losing the weight. No matter how slow you go it is better than sitting still.

You are never too slow to watch the sunrise and enjoy and still quiet before the earth wakes up for the day while you’ve already began your journey.

You are never to slow to give a fellow runner a nod of approval or even a labored “Good morning” as you past each other on the dewy morning sidewalk.

You own the road.

You may start to overthink your runs. You may ever start to think am I good enough to be out on the road. No one is watching you (really), everyone else you see if just trying to hit their mile times same as you and if they are walking, well, they are probably trying to think about what to make for dinner. Or if he’s going to text back, but at least they are moving forward.

You will still get stronger

Your quads will get stronger; you will fall in love with the power of your feet striking the cement, or the dirt. Your will be amazed as the miles become easier and you begin to set your alarm clock at 5:45 am and even if that doesn’t get any easier. The miles will.

You revel in your success

You are not to slow to chug chocolate milk and remember doing the same thing as a 7 year old.

You are not to slow to become a runner, because you already are one.

Bad days are part of the process. Please don’t give up.

Yes I have. Multiple times. They both loved it

Fuck Your Goals

Someday, I would “like” to.

I hear this phrase often. To me, it means “if it happens, great, but I am not counting on it...”

What a tragedy.

When something matters, you make it happen. There is no “I don’t have time” - you make time for what is important. You can call something a priority, but actions speak louder than words.

My goals are never just words. There is nothing in this world that I want that I am not willing to go get. I almost hesitate to refer to anything as a “goal” because that term doesn’t do what I want to accomplish justice.

Fuck your goals, what are your OBSESSIONS? What are you willing to walk through hell while doused in gasoline for?

“Experts” preach SMART (specific, measurable, attainable, realistic, and timely) goals. Fuck attainable. Fuck realistic. Those are constraints put on us by people that aren’t willing to go to war with themselves to get what they want. Those people believe it’s ok when things don’t perfectly line up.

They hide behind “it wasn’t meant to be instead of saying “Motherfucker, I get a say in this...”

So you can write down your goals and your plans and what hope to accomplish, spend days overthinking it and looking for affirmation from others that your plan is solid - or you can just decide that there is nothing in the world that will stand in your way and just be a bad ass.

Action demolishes fear. When whatever you are chasing terrifies you yet inspires you, then you know you have the right target in sight.

It’s up to you to go get it.

Yes, they absolutely do. Getting back to the point where you were is some of the hardest work ever

Its official: comebacks suck.

With the right mindset, it could be more

I would actually look forward to running on this track