I’m both a perfectionist and a realist, with the former
being a natural tendency and the latter a learned response to deal with the
former. See, life is a lot easier for
the perfectionist when approached with an attitude of “be prepared for the worst
and enjoy the delightful surprise if things turn out better than expected.”
As such, I’ve never been much for New Year’s resolutions. Why make a list of promises that can so
easily become derailed, ending in extreme disappointment? I get why others engage in the annual
resolutions, but it’s not my thing.
However…
I find myself considering a few running-specific goals as
2013 rolls to an end.
Yesterday, I went for a little run and found myself playing a game called Try-To-Ignore-The-iSmoothRun-Voice-Every-Time-She-Says-“Walk”-For-As-Long-As-Possible. The more walk breaks I ran through, the easier it became and a couple miles in, it hit me: maybe I can someday run an entire 5K without walking. And if I can do that, maybe I can do 10K. A half-marathon, maybe? Maybe. I smell a 2014 goal.
Yesterday, I went for a little run and found myself playing a game called Try-To-Ignore-The-iSmoothRun-Voice-Every-Time-She-Says-“Walk”-For-As-Long-As-Possible. The more walk breaks I ran through, the easier it became and a couple miles in, it hit me: maybe I can someday run an entire 5K without walking. And if I can do that, maybe I can do 10K. A half-marathon, maybe? Maybe. I smell a 2014 goal.
I’ve also found myself lately kicking my own behind when I blatantly
ignore a lifetime of experience and try something new to me because the “experts”
say I should. It almost never works out
for me, hence my new blog series on “Breaking the Running Rules.” So there’s a goal right there – to rely on
what I know works for me and tune out
the naysayers.
And then there’s Leo, my 11-year-old son. The kid who got me started with this running
stuff in the first place. The kid who’s
been left in my dust as I discovered how much I really enjoy distance training,
even as he’s discovered he really doesn’t
enjoy it. Or does he?
I’m not real sure anymore; these ‘tween years are a challenge. But I aim to find out just what he enjoys and see if I can’t help
him also find the peace and strength physical activity brings to my life.
So there you go – three solid goals for 2014. All achievable? I don’t know.
And that’s pretty scary to a perfectionist. But I’m willing to give it a try.
Wishing you all a Magical 2014! |
How about you? Do you
have any running resolutions for 2014?
Let’s hear ‘em!
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