To Thine Own Self Be True

It’s been a rough week at work.
The baby didn’t sleep well last night.
The weather has been terrible.

These would all be valid reasons for me to have not run all week, causing this morning’s run to be as close to a disaster as three miles can get. None of those things matter, however, if I’m being honest with myself and honest with all of you it was simply laziness. This week I have been a victim of my own laziness and if that were to continue I would be doomed before my training even began.

The theme of this week’s blog is honesty. It is important that from this moment on, I be honest with myself, and with all of you amazing people that are taking the time to read this and follow my journey.

So here it goes. As of today I am 265 pounds, there is no way that number can stay the same if I am to make it to the finish line. I am committing myself to have that number at 200 by the time the fireworks begin the race. 3-5, the number of miles on average I am running, that number will take care of itself as I follow my training plan. This morning I was on the verge of stopping at 2.5 when I was scheduled to do 3. Who would know I asked myself? Will half a mile really make that big a difference?

With those two questions came the theme this week. The answer to the two questions above are, I would know, and it does make a difference. The race will not be shortened from 26.2 miles to 25.6 because I am tired, that half a mile is the difference between achieving my goals and a long ride on the sweeper bus.

Honesty!

If I were to lie I would only be hurting myself. My legs need the practice to get used to the miles, and my mind needs the practice to be a source of strength when I get tired. Running takes work, running takes considerably more effort when you have never been mistaken for an athlete throughout your life. Make no mistake though, effort will never be my downfall, pride will never keep me from admitting I need support, and I am asking you all to help keep me accountable as I pursue this goal.

I have always lived life by the philosophy that Dreams Come True, and the do. Nonetheless, any dream worth coming true is worth making the sacrifices it takes to make them happen. This is quite possibly one of the hardest things I’ve ever written. It’s hard to admit your shortcomings, but it’s never a smart undertaking to not acknowledge that deficiencies exist.

Honesty!

I may not be the strongest, I may not be the fastest, but the time is now to put the work in, in order that I can look back on July 13, 2014 as the day that I realized just what it is that I’m made of.