This should be a post where I tell you all about how I ran a great Boilermaker this weekend. The Boilermaker is among the largest 15K road races in the United States, and a race I’ve trained for and run for the past several years. Except this year. Oh, I ran alright, but on very little training. That’s neither smart nor advisable, especially on a warm day in July.
The promise I make to you – who click over here every day and read what I have to say – is that I will be honest, no matter how uncomfortable it makes me feel. So here it goes:
I’ve lost my motivation.
I was once the type of runner who was up at 5:00 AM – with absolute pleasure – to get in a run before the real business of the day began. For the past few weeks…no months…I’ve had no real motivation. Somehow, while I still love running, I just can’t get myself up and out the door. Often, we’ll be driving along the same roads I once ran as part of a 14 or 16 mile run, and I feel almost wistful – and yet the next day, I still can’t muster the oomph to get up and go.
This morning, I was standing alone among a throng of runners, waiting for the start of the race. For reasons I can’t quite articulate, I started getting choked up. Certainly, part of it was because it’s a pretty amazing thing to be standing among 15,000 people, or every shape, size and color, listening to a priest deliver an invocation imploring you to be grateful for this day, for your health and for the ability to even attempt 9.3 miles. Really though, it was because I felt like I was standing in the presence of a long lost friend. I miss running.
Do you ever feel that way? Is there something you love to do that you just lost the energy to do – even though you WANT to do it?
As is my habit, I’m trying to fix whatever is going on – to understand what is driving this lack of motivation so I can solve the problem. As a family, we’ve been making great strides forward – Dave is thisclose to starting a new job, the kids are enjoying their summer, and I’ve been making progress on the zillion little projects that need to get done around the house. My blog is up and running and getting more attention every day.
I think I have to stop worrying about all that other stuff – for an hour every day – and just run. There’s an expression in running: Run the mile you’re in. I don’t know who coined the phrase, but it means you just focus on what you’re doing in the moment – don’t worry about the mile you just ran, or the miles you have yet to run – just put one foot in front of the other and run. It’s applicable to more than just running, don’t you think? How often are you so busy worrying about what you have to do next that you forget to enjoy – or even utilize – the moment you’re in? I should probably have that tattooed on my butt.
I’m going to try that – run the mile I’m in. I’ll take tomorrow off. And then Tuesday, I’ll run.Click To Tweet
Is there something you’re trying to get re-motivated to do? Do you want to give this a try together? Let me know in the comments.