When I started started the C25k however many years ago, I became aware that sometimes, my mind is a dirty rotten liar. It would tell me as I was struggling, 'You can't do this. You can't. GIVE UP.' I would grind my teeth together and push through it with everything I had.. and what do you know? I DID do it.
Afterwards there was this sense of self satisfaction and amazement when I pushed through one of those barriers, but amazingly, it didn't stop them from coming all together. As I progressed in my running, I would remember all those times it told me no only for me to tell myself YES. It got easier, but never easy.
So now, when I am gearing towards the end of week 2, running in the 90 degree heat.. This is where my mind goes. I think it's one of those things knowing that week 3 is approaching. ..When the running goes from 1:30 to 3:00 than to 5:00, that is setting off the mental panic. I've done this before. I KNOW I can do it. I was much heavier when I did this last time! I've done 5k's, 10k's! I've done 8 milers.. I know my body is capable.
But why am I suddenly more likely to believe NOW more than ever it's NOT?
I am not a special snowflake. I am not that much different than last time around. Different from many people that struggle that their minds also say that they can't. Only, I've done it before, so I know that I can. I just have tell my mind to shut up and keep going.
This is what I've been telling myself.
Drop your pace if you have to. Go slower. This is not a race. But KEEP MOVING. You can KEEP MOVING.
If it comes to the point where you need a break, take one. But go right back at it. You don't have to attack it JAWS style, but you must fight for this non the less. Even if it means you are fighting by shuffling your feet. The fight is not measured by how small or big it is, but by the action of it. So.. GET FIGHTING. Because..