Monday, February 22, 2010

I LOVE the Snow...

Or so I thought.

Columbus has seen the most snow in February since 1900 this year. Well I'm not sure that is was 1900 but it has been a LONG time since Columbus has had so much snow. You should know that I love the cold, I love the crisp mornings, and I love the snow even more. There is nothing better than waking up in the morning to this white blanket of fluffy white stuff everywhere. The best thing about the snow, hands down, is watching my dog frolicking and rolling around in the snow.

On the other hand...

I've been doing pretty well combating the cold and the snow when heading out for my runs but yesterday was HORRIBLE!!! I went out for a short jog yesterday to loosen up from Saturday's long run. I headed out on one of my favorite bike trails and felt like I was running through sludge. The trail was snow packed until the thaw yesterday, and I literally thought my feet were getting stuck in the snow every step I took. What was supposed to be a short 3 mile jog, turned into a very short 2 mile jog. I'm starting to think once the snow fully melts I'm going to find running even easier.

All I could think about yesterday was the alternative; the dreadmill. No thank you, I think I'm going to continue taking on the sludge...

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Inspiration from the Olympians!

As 67.5 million US TVs tuned into the 2010 Winter Olympics, I was wondering why so many viewers were so interested. I watched the opening ceremonies and teared up in part because of the sad news about the Luge athlete, but also from the stories of some of the lone athletes from countries that have never seen snow or ice.

On Saturday as I was wasting away my day, icing my legs, and planning out what I was going to make for dinner on my cooking days the this week, I turned on the Olympics to watch some skiing and short track speed skating. I was simply looking for background noise, but what I found instead was inspiration.

There was a story of Apolo Ohno's rise to the top in Torino, and his rapid road to fame. During the interview Apolo seemed perplexed by the fact that a fan knew him for his appearance on Dancing with the Stars NOT his amazing athleticism that brought him to the Olympics. During this story Ohno's said the following:

"Before every day you go to sleep, ask yourself one question; Did you do every single thing you could today to make sure that you did your best? It's hard to answer yes, every single day. I don't want to look at in terms of me outworking the other competition; I like to look at it as me conquering myself. Me being able to face my own fears and distractions and weaknesses and say that I overcame them." (Apolo Ohno)

In that moment I was captured by his words. I was asking myself some of those very questions; Did I do anything today that would make me do my best? Did I conquer myself? Did I face any of my own fears? weaknesses?

Just think about it. Could you say yes today?

Time to go for my six mile training run!!!

Sunday, February 7, 2010

Guilt in Moving

This weekend I had the pleasure of helping my friend move. Seven hours later, everything was out of the third floor apartment and in the second floor apartment (there were no elevators people).

Of course there is a story in all of this.

I was supposed to run five miles yesterday and it never happened. I woke up this morning mentally motivated but physically fatigued. I had great intentions to get out for the five miles today but it never happened. Do I feel guilty? Or simply move on? It would probably be best if I opted for the latter but it is hard. When you are training for a half marathon it simply isn't that easy. Logging miles is part of the training. It doesn't matter how you log the miles but you HAVE to log the miles (or so that is what I am told). I think this is why I'm feeling so darn guilty...

Someone recently told me that when I find myself saying "I really wish I would have," I should follow the statement up with, but I didn't. And then move on.

I have a plan to move on; Run five miles tomorrow.