Ok, so most of you blog stalkers know me as a procrastinating perfectionist. What is it again? Definition by Sherry is as follows:
"If I can't do it right, and in my time frame, I don't do it at all." Makes perfect sense to me. Or did. Until recently.
I'm trying to run. (Trying being the operative word!). I do well in the gym. Outside...ya, not so much!
I went for a leisurely stroll around the park yesterday. I was frustrated because I couldn't find my stride, I couldn't breathe "right", and it didn't feel good to me at all.
Here is where the "procrastinating perfectionist" rears it's ugly head. Because I couldn't do it the way I WANTED or BELIEVED it should be, I wanted to give up. See me...I want it and I want it now!!
(Ok, so I'm also an impatient procrastinating perfectionist!) :)
Thank gawd for friends though!
I've read many of my "athletic" or "runner's" facebook posts (shout outs to Rick, Travis and Brittanyand Glenn) as they always talk about building on the run, improving on their time, building up their stamina and their endurance. They build on their runs brick by brick. Minute by minute, mile by mile, one footstep at a time.
A friend recently said to me, "running should be fun, it's just natural movement". Hmmmm. That made me stop and think for a bit
(Ok, I was gasping for air at the time so it seemed perfectly fine to me that I should stop and think while gasping!) :)
I remember when, as a child, I would burst in to a run and pick a destination and just laugh with joy when I got there. Ok, so maybe I was with other kids and it was a race, but I remember it being fun! I never thought about it, I just did it.
My trainer Jayme (
hey, if you're reading this...Hi!" ) says all the time to me, "Get after it and do it Sherry!".
Perhaps that's the same mentality I need to apply to the run. Don't care about how many strides I need to take before I can breath, don't think about how far I'm going, how fast I'm going, or how I look as I'm doing it. Just go out and have fun. If I run for the pure joy of running, maybe everything else will fall in to place.
On the sister blog:
www.betterlifethroughyoga.blogspot.com I talk about the living moment and enjoying those moments of pleasure that take on a life of their own. Maybe, just maybe, I need to take my own advice. Instead of worrying about the run, maybe I should take note of the wind in my hair, the breeze on my face, the crispness of the cold air in my lungs and the sound of my feet hitting the pavement.
When I live in the moment, that is when things are built, "brick by brick".
