Wednesday, April 25, 2012
Me an Athlete, Are You Kidding?!?!?!
In my last entry I was training for the 2011 Princess Half marathon. I used the Jeff Galloway method to train, (sort of). I did a dumb thing. I did this alone. I didn't have a training partner, a facebook group, or anyone other than my husband and kids to keep my hopes up. I read the Jeff Galloway stuff online. Late in the game, someone at a meeting for work mentioned the couch to 5K program and someone else said something about a Run for Jesus plan. I just went out there by myself and ran and walked and ran and walked and ran and walked. I was slow, I had the feeling that if someone was watching, I would've looked like the astronauts in every movie, when they are walking out together to get on the spacecraft.
When people asked me if I was a runner, I said, NO, no , no. I walk, run, lope---you know, whatever. I made and still make every excuse. When I tell people that I have been in half marathons or 5 K's, the next thing out of my mouth is inevitably, I was really slow, but I finished. Who Cares!!!
I think because I am not shaped like the traditional Kenyon runner, and my mph speed proves out that I definitely do not have Kenyan DNA (the Boston Marathon has been Dominated by Kenyan Men and Women since the late Eighties), I cannot possibly be a runner. It is strange. I cook often, yet I don't compare myself to Julia Childs. I drive every day, yet I don't compare myself to ____________(fill in the blank with your favorite NASCAR driver--I don't want to offend). I think that I put too much pressure on myself to try to live up to something that no one expects-I expect me to be an elite athlete before I can wear that title, no one else ever did. No one else ever cared about titles anyway. I just didn't want to wear one I didn't earn.
I wish that I had found another athlete wannabe with whom to share the experience up to this point. Within the past year, I joined some facebook groups and regularly read some blogs of others who are trying to do it all and find balance in some areas of their lives. Some of the folks I know and have known for a long time, others I have never met, never spoken to, yet we share a kindred spirit of some type. The wonderful thing is that we encourage one another. When you start from couch potato aspiring to athlete, you need some encouragement.
I recently got a text from a friend asking if I would run the Allstate Atlanta 1/2 marathon. When we got the chance to talk, we have another friend and possibly three more that may join in. None of us live near one another and only two of the five other than me, know each another at all. However, we are all excited and the best part is the encouragement and the friendship. The bling from this run is great! But I realized that my friends are beginning to see me as a runner. They are putting me in the category as an athlete. The computer has, maybe I need to stop making excuses and do it too.