I wanted this to be an awesome week, one in which I ran a ton and acheived a new best in distance. Instead the weather was all over the place, my schedule was about the same, and I never got my long run in for the week and I feel like it was a week wasted! I guess these things happen but it just ticks me off that I went through the preparation I did to lose the chance to run as much as I wanted to.
Because this week was so crazy, I had the opportunity to learn a little more patience with myself. Learning to run, and to do it right and well, has required a lot of patience with myself. I have never dedicated myself to something like this and being a new endeavour, it has required a lot of time and understanding of myself to make sure this works. I still get frustrated with myself and the circumstances, but I always remember my goal and how I can get there.
We all have imperfections and we all face different trials in life. Having learned to show more patience with myself has also taught me to demonstrate a little more patience with others. Running, in a way, is my therapy and my time to get to know God and myself a little better. With greater understanding of these comes a greater love and patience for others. You have to admit, at least an hour and a half a day of just thinking about, well, everything, gives you many chances to understand a little more about life.
Running has changed the way I think and improved my life in far more ways than just physically. It changes you. The further you go, the more you become somone new. Someone better. Give it a try ;)
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