I’m almost there.
This Friday, I’m going to run for a full 20 minutes, non-stop. Unlike last week, when the thought scared me, today I’m excited. Not “OMG!” excited. Rather, I feel a sort of calm warmth and curiosity. I’ve never run for a full 20 minutes before.
I just remembered that I’ve done it on a treadmill. But somehow, I don’t think it’s quite the same.
Over the past few weeks, my sense of motivation has been a pleasant surprise. “Oh, tomorrow’s [Monday/Wednesday/Friday]. Gotta run!” Like clockwork, I make sure my gear’s all set. I keep looking for information about the sort of food I ought to be eating and when I should replace my shoes.
All of this and I have yet to reach 5k.
Nevertheless, my determination to get through this has come as a surprise. I’m actually impressed, even though I don’t know where the road is going to lead.
We truly are wonderfully made.