Today I ran 1.67 miles and did 20 minutes of Pilates. And I’m totally good with that. (Notice I didn’t round up mileage to 2. That’s how serious I am about my run meaning as much as it did in so little time.)
It was a hard run. I have a nasty head cold and probably a bit of a sinus infection. My head has been woozy for the last 3 days and I’ve felt like I just want to be lying down. Today I felt a tad better and thought I’d head out to Ridgeline and run the Lazy Lady Loop, as it’s been dubbed by a friend of a friend. It’s an easy, fun and muddy 1.5 mile loop. I didn’t get to join the gals on the trail run I organized yesterday, so I thought I’d treat myself to at least a taste.
I don’t think I got under an 11:00 minute mile pace and was huffing from the beginning. I felt like I had never run before. Ever. 10 days ago I ran a euphoric 11 miles starting at 5:15 am. I felt unstoppable, strong and hated to quit.
Now, there was a time when one of these short, chest-heaving runs would completely freak me out. I would get so down on myself. Panic would set in. I have lost all fitness in the last three slacker days. I will have to come back from zero. I won’t be able to run long next week. I will feel like crap tomorrow. I feel like crap right now. I’m glad no one saw me quit at 1.67 miles. It’s sort of sad that it’s taken me a few years to realize that’s not the case and not to beat myself up for not going longer, getting sick or both.
But I’ve grown up a bit.
And some people have inspired me.
Heck, I’VE inspired me. I’ve ran thousands of miles and I love it and I will keep going if physically able. Others who have come back from sickness or injury have inspired me too. But they don’t inspire me to run longer or faster or sign up for steeper runs (that’s my own foolishness!) They inspire me to be patient with myself when I have to chill out, even if it’s because of a head cold. Some are elite athletes, but mostly the inspiration comes from regular ol’ folks.
Like Janet Oberholtzer.
Janet and I have connected on Twitter, Facebok and our blogs. Last fall I happened upon her blog and read the entire thing. Recently she commented on my running year in review post and said it inspired her to think about her 2011 running goals. I INSPIRED HER? She’s the one that survived with barely her life and leg (among many injuries) after a vehicle accident and made a miraculous comeback to running. This entrepreneurial mom of three, runner and racer survived, defied the odds, worked her way back to running and now posts every week about what she is thankful for. Small things, big things. Things immediate.
So, I’m thankful for Janet. And my 1.67 miles today.
Who inspires you?