Years ago when I first started my attempts to become a runner, I read an article that made a claim I have held onto ever since. Our bodies are made to move. Anyone can run.
This statement became particularly important to me in these past two weeks of training. Week five of the C25K plan beat me down -- at least temporarily. I didn't finish the third run of the week, but tried to move onto day one of week six with bad results. Up until that point it had felt great. I could feel my legs and lungs getting stronger each day, and I loved how I felt after. Week five, all of a sudden, was hard. I didn't want it to be hard. I wanted to be a runner with little effort. I wanted to sail through my training all the way to that day in February when I run my half marathon. I liked the exhaustion after a good, hard workout, but I didn't want to have a lot of trouble getting through it. Week five was a wake up call from reality. While anyone can run, not everyone does. That's because it's not easy. It's hard. And if I truly want to be a runner, to embody that word, I have to get used to it being hard. And, what's more, I have to learn to love it.
The last time I tried this program, I quit -- after finishing week five. It seemed week five was again threatening to kill my progress, the first (and probably not the last) setback on my journey. But this time, I am doing this not just for me, but for my daughter. I want her to grow up knowing that most things in life worth having only come with hard work. If I quit because things get a little difficult, I am failing myself and her. So this time I decided to change the outcome. Like so many things in life, I realized that moving backward was necessary to move forward. I restarted week five, and, with two days down and one to go, I am killing it. I feel great, and I am looking forward to taking on day three on Sunday. And if Sunday doesn't go well? I will run W5D3 as many times as necessary until I finish it.
Anyone can run. It just takes putting one foot in front of the other -- and knowing sometimes moving back is indeed moving forward.