I had quite the humbling experience on Saturday morning.
After breakfast, I completed some housework but then noticed it was way too gorgeous outside to be in the house for one more second. I changed into some workout gear, laced up some gym shoes, and headed on my way for a walk. I started on my usual 2.5 mile loop that I go on quite regularly with Charlie. After about 1/4 mile of walking, I had the itch to run. It must have been the sun shining, the slight breeze, or my really awesome purple shorts — but whatever the case may have been, I was feeling it.
Until I remembered I hadn’t run in five months.
Don’t get me wrong, I am definitely doing this low intensity workout regimen for a greater cause, and I’m not regretting it in any way shape or form. However, I can’t help but sometimes being disheartened by my lack of fitness these days. Sure, walking is still exercise, but it definitely isn’t my favorite form. I like the heart pounding, out of breath, so sweaty I need like five showers kind of workouts. For someone who could bust out double digit runs just a few months ago, running was quite hard the other day.
But I did it.
It’s not something I’m going to get accustomed to right now because let’s face it — I do not want to shock any part of my system at this moment. I was only able to run probably in 1/4 or 1/2 mile increments, I probably walked more than I ran, but I had a goofy grin on my face for the rest of the morning every time I took a deep breath and my lungs burned. That sole reminder of what I had done earlier that day made me incredibly happy.
So, let’s talk about that humbling part, shall we? I forgot about how stinking hard it is to begin exercising. When I started becoming a regular exerciser my sophomore year of college, it was hard. Really hard. I remember the first time I was able to run 20 minutes straight after months of treadmill running. There’s this euphoric feeling and sense of accomplishment that comes with it.
There’s a part of me that has felt like a failure this first half of 2012 — but I know that’s a lie. I could have easily kept running and gone a different route to get to the end result I’m praying for each and every day. Deep down in my heart though, I knew that wasn’t the right thing for me. I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with alternative routes, and heck, I might have to go down that road eventually. But to not stop running and try things by myself felt wrong to me.
Needless to say, I can’t wait to someday get back into great running shape. But if you’re just starting out right now, stick with it. It’s hard — I can definitely attest to that. However, your hard work will pay off. Don’t compare yourself to others and what they’re doing either. I could have found thousands of reasons to put myself down in the last few months about how others are more physically fit than me right now.
It all comes back to doing what’s best for you and your body. I wasn’t planning on getting all deep or emotional here, but I guess it was bound to happen. Ah, well.
Question: Have you had a humbling experience lately?