April 15th 2016
Today, remember last night, when I said this?
Well, this morning I woke up at 7am and went out and did this.
At 11pm last night I decided that I would wake up this morning and run a half marathon. And I did just that.
I set my alarm for 7am, because I knew if I set it for 9am, or 10am, then I’d find ways to convince myself that I didn’t have the time to go out and do it. In the end, I’d finished a half marathon by 10 o’clock in the morning. I haven’t run at all since March the 4th, where I woke up in the morning and decided to run 10 miles. Today I did 3 more.
The thing about running, and most things actually, is that I’m fine when I get started, it’s just getting around to it is the hard bit. The running is pretty easy, it’s the mental aspects that I struggle with. I’ve been telling myself for weeks that I need to start running again, but last night I swore to it in this blog that by this time tomorrow (today) I would’ve ran a half marathon. And I did.
My goals for the year are now half complete. Completing a half marathon was one of two goals I set myself for the entire year. In my post from New Year’s Day 2016 I said this.
To be honest, when I wrote that on New Year’s Day I did envisage that my half marathon would involve a bright vest, a number on my shirt, and a lot of open roads. Instead, it involved a treadmill and a pair of tracksuit bottoms (mistake). The treadmill still counts, right?
I am halfway to being satisfied with my year. I purposefully set fewer resolutions this year so that I could actually realistically achieve them for once. And I’m halfway there. And it’s only April. Happy Days.
I wanted to run it this morning just to prove to myself that I could do it, to prove to myself that I am capable, but I am just lazy. I woke up in the morning and ran 13 miles before breakfast, that’s a pretty fucking big deal. And I’m proud of myself for it, I am, I just wish I could apply that to the rest of my life.
After my morning jog I went to a coffee shop and completed editing the final eight chapters of my book. It was a productive day, but it was just one day. I want to be this productive every day, and that’s going to take time and a finely balanced sleep schedule.
Until tomorrow, speaking of which…