As usual, on Tuesday, I head to my kids’ school to work in the library. I have felt a true re-commitment to the work that I do there, but today I was unmotivated.
While the students were coming in for story time and to borrow books, I decided to head out for my run. There are other volunteers there to help the students.
Today was not a typical April day. It started off chillier than it should be at this time of year, but was supposed to get warmer. I was optimistic. I dressed for warmer weather. I was cold. But I was not getting anything done in the library so I had to get out. I figured that if I kept moving, the 6*C weather wouldn’t feel cold.
I headed north, that was okay. Then I turned and headed west. The sun was shining on me and it felt wonderful. I run 10s & 1s, or at least I try to (lately it has been 6 or 7s & 1s or 2s). Today, the weather actually ended up being perfect to do this. I turned south, still felt great. Then I turned to head east and that is when the wall of wind hit me. I was determined, I would not give up. At this point my mind is starting to tell me to walk but I’m telling myself that I can do it.
My praise music was in my ears and the formulation of this post took over my mind. That worked for a bit. The wind was just beating me up. I walked, for about 20 seconds. Then I ran a little further, I was done. I walked for just long enough to take a swig of water. I started to run again and at this point I could see the school and I knew I could finish. Thankfully I was able to turn again and head south so I was out of the strong headwind. I still managed to finish my 5k in 33 minutes so I was proud of myself.
It was a hard run but my husband always tell me that when the tough part of a run comes at the end, it makes you stronger. I will take what I can get!
