Happy National Bologna Day and Good and Plenty Day!!!
Happy National Boston Cream Pie Day and National Canning Day!!!
Which would you rather be? Are you proving to yourself? Or wanting recognition from others?
It has come to my attention that someone in my life thinks I am a “quitter” for not racing the triathlon this weekend. I don’t really care what anyone else thinks about my decision not to race. But it got me thinking…..
I don’t much feel the need to prove things to other people. I care very much about proving things to myself. And I did prove to myself that I could finish the sprint tri. I finished the training. TWICE. Including a mock race of all distances. But I don’t care about paying a fee to line up with a bunch of strangers just to prove it to THEM. Or those around me.
There are those that don’t do anything without the payoff of some sort of recognition. Races are just that sort of payoff. Everyone gets a medal. I am not against races. I enjoy them and they keep me stocked with dry-fit shirts. In many cases they provided much needed motivation and support (both in training and on the course). But if I know I can run 3.1 miles, or 6.2 miles, do I need to pay a fee to show everyone else that I can do it? I do not.
I trained all summer for a triathlon and then made a decision not to race. I rehabbed my knee and IT Band. I learned that I do like to swim. And I am not as slow as I thought. That I also love Crush but am way slower than I thought. And that I can learn to love running again. I call that a successful training cycle.
So I ask again, are you motivated internally? Or externally? Do I have to do the race in order to finish the training? Does it even matter if it got me through a brutal summer and kept me fit?
Happy National Nut Day!!!!
Happy Apple Day, National Pumpkin Cheesecake Day, Caramel Apple Day and International Day of the Nacho!!!
Happy National Brandied Fruit Day!!!
Happy National Seafood Bisque Day and Oatmeal Muffin Day!!!
Happy National Pasta Day and Four Prunes Day!!!
I am calling it #8. These are the sightings I can remember:
- Right outside our neighborhood the day after we picked our hockey seats last year
- Limping boy along the canal
- On Desert Classic Trail, looking regal
- Surprised Coyote on my morning run
- Running the canal with a small girl
- Crossing the street, late one night
- In SM Park, the morning of the race
- Being chased by a Corgie-sized dog in our neighborhood park