Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Because Running Makes for the Best Metaphors

It rained on Saturday, which wouldn't be so weird, except this is Phoenix. You know, the Valley of the Sun. Tee-ball games were canceled, photo shoots were rescheduled, and I spent the day with my family, nowhere to be, and no interruptions...it was nice. Don't get me wrong, my patience got some much needed exercise, but it was nice. Quiet time came, or, as I like to call it, Mom needs to regroup for the sake of her sanity (even on the best of days)...

This is where the metaphor begins...
I didn't want to do it. After all, it was cold outside, and Arizona blood runs deep in this girl's veins. The skies were dark, the streets were wet, and I would have to change my clothes (gasp). But, quiet time would soon come to an end, this would be my last chance, and as much as I'd like to pretend, exercising my patience doesn't count as physical activity. So, I sucked it up, changed my clothes, and put on my running shoes. With i-pod in hand, I set out the door. I was a third of the way through, the air was refreshing, my lungs heaved in and out, my heart beat like a drum, and a light mist had begun. Not gonna lie, thoughts of turning around crossed my mind, and in just a few moments time, the rain was coming down in a steady stream. I was a little fearful of slipping, but chugged right along. On the final stretch, my eyes filled with tears, and the real water works came. You see, it wasn't about how long, or far, that it was raining, or that I was soaking wet. It was about pushing myself, when I didn't want to, when the conditions were less than desirable, when fear and doubt loomed as dark as the skies, I did it.

I originally started this post on Monday, but was having a hard time finishing. I'm glad it's being published today because I found this cool post from Tip Junkie. There are some really great tips on fitting in a workout with a busy schedule. The first one, plan ahead, is my favorite! I guess I never really thought about it, but this is something that I've always done. I didn't wake up one day and decide today's the day I'm going to work out, and actually do it. I've had to carefully plan the when and the where. It took some trial and error, but I've finally got it down. I run/do Pilates Mon, Wed, Fri, Sat, usually after I get the kids off to school. Planning ahead has really helped me hold myself accountable, and having breaks has actually helped me stick to it.

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