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Mental Toughness

Saturday, July 16, 2011

The other day, was decidedly, a bad day. M had offered to play warden so I could go running for an hour, because he was going to be gone for work for awhile. Problem was at first, I killed myself with Jillian a day before, and I was planning a well deserved rest day. It didn't take long for frusteration to build quickly, that I decided to run to my sisters to see her. This is a mile each way and gives me time to cool down.

First mile there was pretty good. I let myself run as fast as I was comfortable without pushing it too much, and by the time I got to her door I was clocked at 10:03. So close!

I basically proceded to verbally vomit at my sister (it was a bad day!), feeling several kinds of angry about lots of things. After a bit of shared "bleh!", I took off again. Since it was a short run, I was going for time. For some reason that is beyond me, I decided to take the "OMG my heart is going to explode!" hill. A few steps up, I realized I had really gotten in over my head. My breath was coming up short, the hill was monsterous, and I didn't think I was going to make it. I promised myself that I would stop at the top, that I didn't have run the entire mile home. Those few feet up felt like a lifetime pushing through liquid cement.

When I finally got up to the top, I told myself I was running a bit more at a slow pace to even it out. I kept giving myself stopping points that it was okay to stop, and kept going until I was home. My ending time was 10:30. Not bad for going up the monster hill!

Same yesterday with Jillian. Was also supposed to be a rest day, but decided since it was WI today to push it out. An hour with already sore and slightly strained inner thigh muscle. Because of the craziness of the household, there were several points I had thought about stopping. A half hour is good enough... right? Not when you promised yourself an hour. Not going to bone out again (I did that on run this week I am ashamed to say) I finished, and felt great.

Came cross this picture this morning.

Losing weight as I am finding out this time around, isn't just about exercising to be physically tougher, but mentally as well. So that we can ignore the voice that says that to quit when its getting hard. .. so we keep pushing through when the day is hard and we are physically tired. To keep going during times that we want to bone out, because we strive to be better than that and we *are* better than that.

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