goals
I’ve joined a Learn to Run clinic with the running room and I’m really excited to see it through. They had all these different programs to choose from but I decided to start at the bottom and leave my ego at the door; something I definitely attempted to learn from all those Yoga classes that enveloped my summer.
I’m trying all these new things because for some reason, it’s like I’m afraid I’m not going to be able to do them one day or something. I think I just have to realize that I’m the one with all the power to give up, or not.
TF was skeptical when I told him of my new running plans.
“You’re going to start running now? … You?”
“Um, yea, I am”
“Just when it’s going to get colder?”
“Yea, they teach you how to run in the cold and everything.”
“Right. Okay.”
So even though I don’t have his belief, little did he know his skepticism is probably what’s going to keep me going.
In the shower this morning, I thought about my jump into Vegetarianism when I was 13 (right around this time, too) that continued until the fall when I turned eighteen. My parents were less than pleased, but my sister – she was right on the bandwagon of “yea, right, like that’s going happen” and made fun of the decision and the fact that I’d never pull it off.
She was right, after a couple of weeks of me forgetting that eating meat was not included in the whole “vegetarian lifestyle” and some minor slip ups – it was her nagging voice that kept me going. The stupid conversation I’d inevitably have to have and hear from her should I had given up on my new found idea kept me from admitting to my friends and family that maybe it wasn’t the best decision for me at the time. But I did it. And even though I now work at a steakhouse and love every ounce of our cuts cooked to medium rare, I’m proud that I did it for those years.
So now, although it’s not quite the same, I have that drive again. That renewed sense of “I can’t get bored” mentality and into a routine I can’t get out of. I signed up to learn something, because I’m all about the learning. I didn’t sign up to be good.
Talk about leaving the ego at the door.