Another half marathon ahead of me, another lament I haven’t done enough. So this morning marked the day I was going to consistently be consistent about training as I face race day. I got up on time for a quick morning run. Not only was I going to get out there, I was going to hit the pavement strong.
I bumped into someone I knew 30 seconds in, so I ran with her as she finished up. Thanks to the fact she’s younger and faster than I, I had no choice but to run strong. She probably doesn’t even realize how she helped me. I ran about half a mile with her before waving good-bye. Now I was going to keep this attitude, keep breathing, and just glide into the end of my morning run.
I admit about eight-tenths of a mile from my finish, I started to lose steam. But I drew on earlier thoughts to regain momentum. I finished with my best time in awhile for just over three miles. As I was winding down and easing into a walk, I saw a couple I’d seen near the beginning of my run. They looked at me and said, “You are lovely to watch run. Nice pace.”
Wow! I had no idea they even saw me earlier. Their remarks and the satisfaction of a good run lifted me all day. I guess it just goes to show, you never know who’s watching. And just when you think no one’s looking, you might even do something you don’t realize touches someone else. How nice of them to let me know. Wish they could know their words will help inspire me on my road to consistency.
