Skip to main content

Self Reflection

I am sitting here thinking about what I got myself into signing up for this lil' marathon I am going to run in four days. Many of you have been following me since the beginning of this journey, while others are newer to the scene but none are less important than the other.

If you know me at all, you know I spend a lot of time self reflecting and as I was sitting on my couch relaxing for the last five minutes I figured it would be nice to catch some of this self reflection (or perhaps I should call it a reflection on my journey) on my blog. I try not to get to personal on here because let's face it, this is about my journey to becoming an athlete NOT about my personal life beyond running/cycling/swimming; and I would kind of like to keep it that way. On the other hand there are a number of things I have learned about myself that I feel are tied into this amazing journey that I know is going to continue beyond the finish line on Sunday.

Here are my lessons:

Finding the Unexpected

I have learned that the things I love most are the things that have come in the most unexpected moments or are the things that I had to work at to find success. Take running for example; it is not something that came easy to me. I used to fret over one mile runs and now I get excited about anything less than 13 miles because, let's face it, 13 miles or less is considered a short run in my sick little mind. I never expected that I would fall in love with running especially because I wasn't looking for the love of running; what I was looking for was a jumping off point for my future goal of completing a half iron man. What does this mean in the long run? It means I am going to embrace running and continue on this journey; I am going to embrace the moment and love the moment. I am also going to continue to hold close the unexpected joys that have fallen into my life!

Training properly

People have varying ideas regarding proper training plans for endurance sports. My training plans, historically, have consisted of me having 'oh shit' moments when I recognize the event is four weeks away and I have only logged 10 miles on my bike, 1 mile in the pool and 4 miles on foot over the last YEAR!!! This year I approached training for the marathon very differently. I joined a group, read the schedule, followed the schedule and most importantly listened to my body. I know people who don't need training plans and have the personal discipline to achieve their goals on their own. I congratulate them and, in some regards, have a little training envy of them. The lesson though is that, although I am freaked out about the marathon, I also know I have put in the miles (hundreds of them) and have been holding myself accountable for achieving my dream.


Loving Yourself

I am a very happy person generally; I am also realistic. I would say that I spend most of my days smiling and exuding positivity but being happy and loving yourself are very different things. When you embark on a journey not knowing what might transpire, you are truly taking a risk. Self reflection is a risk and every time I run I am self reflecting. What I have found in every mile logged is that I have a deeper love for myself. I think the risk was worth it because it allows me the ability to love things/others without limit.

So to be truly honest I have not figured out why I took the time to write this blog today except to remind myself to hold on to and not be scared of the things that have enhanced my life.

Comments

  1. Well Done Sarah :-)

    But seriously, without the 'oh shit' moments, life would be no fun at all..

    ReplyDelete
  2. I am so amazed by you. Much love. And congrats!

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

I Have Multiple Sclerosis

One of my favorite bike rides ever! I have debated whether I was going to make this public for quite some time, however there really aren't any significant reasons why I wouldn't share. It hasn't impacted my life dramatically, and if I'm lucky, it never will. I also don't want to be a poster child, nor do I require or want any special treatment simply because I have MS. The thing is, I know more and more people who are impacted significantly by this disease and I feel compelled to help the cause. So for one purpose only, I am outing myself. Here's the brief story. Two years ago my tongue went numb, my arm went numb and I though I slept funny or had a mini stroke. I brushed it off as sleeping funny day after day, after day. Then my eye started twitching, among other symptoms. I decided I was simply crazy... After a while all of these symptoms became so infuriating so I went to the doctor. While at the doctor, he chalked it up to stress, but after a closer

All in a Day's Work

I don't even know how to begin this post... Several months ago, my sister had this bright idea to do her first half iron distance triathlon. I have always wanted to do one so I told her if she did it I would do it too. Next thing I know I was clicking register now on the registration page of the Highcliff Triathlon in Wisconsin. You can read about some of the reactions I received when I announced to various friends that I was going to do this race here . Over the months my friends have taken on the challenge of being supportive and cheering me on along the way. This was no easy feat as I was on the training roller coaster. As the day approached, I thought about all of the possible things that could go wrong and right. I had visions of myself standing on the side of the bike course with a flat tire, me holding on to a lifeguard boat, dreams about wearing clown shoes for the run, and on and on... I also day dreamed about the finish line, what it might look like, who would be the

Jumping the Gun!

This is a 'total' bonus post for the week. I highly recommend reading my previous post, to better understand where I am coming from. You can check it out here .  I am not going to go into details but my name and grandma have been used in a sentence TWICE the past two days. Seriously? Do I look or act that old??? I must... Perhaps it is all the pie making! I am a woman of my word (for the most part, we all falter from time to time) and I mentioned in my last post that there was a chance I was jumping the gun with my dramatic flare related to being sidelined! Well, sidelined I am, but maybe for less time than I initially anticipated. The doctor will tell me my plan in three weeks. The overarching goal? The Chicago Marathon!  While running the Columbus Marathon, last year, I was blessed with amazing spectators and also running companions during the race. One of my companions was my sister. Somewhere near mile 25 she took a picture of me STILL smiling. It isn't ofte