Hard to believe that it’s only 4 more days until the race. How did it get here so quickly?
Honestly, all that seems to be going through my head right now are these nagging voices…
To be honest, I’ve never been a good finisher. By that I mean I seem to be a great starter of projects and then they just sort of tapper off. I have a handful of 3/4 crocheted scarves, files of half-written stories, strings of beads not crimped. The list goes on. I don’t exactly know what my fear of finishing is all about. Failure perhaps. Limitation possibly. Whatever it is, it certainly gets in my way. And I fear the same for the race. Friday I ran for 45 minutes and felt great. I ran over 3.5 miles. WOO-HOO! And today I couldn’t get passed 1.75 miles. Literally couldn’t. I’d like to say it’s due to the heat and the lack of air circulation at the gym. (This is partly true–I felt almost claustrophobic today) But I fear the other part is my strange desire to leave this goal unfinished. To make it mostly. To convince myself I tried.
But the week isn’t over yet. Here’s hoping that in putting this out there, I get back on the treadmill, on the course, on the road, so that next week I can talk about running across the finish line.
Quotations for the Week
Great is the art of beginning, but greater is the art of ending.–Longfellow
The road to success is dotted with many tempting parking places. ~Author Unknown