This time last year I was training for a 50k ultra marathon. I’d picked a training program that was a bit too much for me, and I was feeling pretty burned out and overwhelmed as I approached each week of training.
I longed for my one rest day each week.
This year, I haven’t had much of a training program, I’ve been dealing with a niggle, and I’ve had more rest days that not.
Two different sides of the coin, and each are equally as unbalanced as the next.
Likely because I live to torture myself, I have the Timehop app on my phone. Last year I was documenting most of my runs in FitSnap, so each day I’m reminded of the distance I was running, and the pace I was hitting.
I’m hitting neither speed, nor pace in my runs right now.
And it’s honestly a bit hard to not feel completely discouraged.
I could try to blame it on the 18 pounds that have someone seemed to find their way onto my body over the past 12 months (oh, how I wish I were exaggerating).
I could try to blame it on my injury.
I could try to blame it on winter (which wasn’t that bad this year when compared to last year).
I could try to blame it on each of the different training programs.
The reality is, I’m not sure why I’m slower this year. It could be any combination of any number of factors, and wallowing and wondering and being frustrated about it, sadly won’t change things.
This is where I am now and I need to first accept that, and second, decide where I want to be.
I’m a big supporter of creating a vision of what I want in my life and then going after it.
If I’m honest with myself, this winter wasn’t very kind to me. Both my health and mental state weren’t the greatest and it definitely played into my ability to take care of myself as well as I should have.
Now that the days are longer and I can see daylight and warmer temps just around the corner, I’m finding it easier to pull myself out of bed and to get out the door for spin or yoga or a run, instead of plopping myself on the couch like I did for too many months in a row.
My impatience can get the best of me at times. I know I won’t lose 10 pounds by eating one salad, but that doesn’t change the desire. I know I won’t magically be able to finish a marathon after one run outside, but it sure would be nice.
I’m working on changing my focus. I want to stop comparing me with me. I want to be where I am now and to make the choices that future me will thank me for (and present me might grumble a bit over).
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How do you avoid the comparison trap?
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