Sacrifice?

Wow. It's been quite some time since I've written a post. It's not like I haven't had anything to write. If I could compose my posts as I run, this blog would be packed. As it is, I have so many thoughtful conversations with myself as I hit the roads or trails, but by the time I get back and wrap up my day, I've forgotten to write anything!

So, I'm trying something new. I just came in from my run and am sitting down to write.

I've been reading a lot of articles and listening to a lot of podcasts about running. In particular, about running a marathon. There is a consistent message amongst the "experts" that marathon training requires sacrifice. And there is significant truth to this. However, my sacrifice doesn't necessarily match the sacrifices others seem to be making. I don't miss out on time with my family if I can help it. This is not a sacrifice I'm willing to make. Instead, I sacrifice sleeping in on these lazy summer mornings. I don't miss out on important elements of my life. This morning is a good example. And this is what I thought about while I ran at 3:00 in the heat of the afternoon today.

I was supposed to run the Gring's Mill 10k this morning. I didn't. This is the second year in a row that I've signed up to run this race but didn't make it to the starting line. Last year, my torn hamstring kept me from doing any running over the summer. Today, I had a commitment as the lay reader at our 8:00am church service. Reading at 8:00 and racing at 9:00 just wasn't a possibility. Sure, I could have found someone to take my place at church. I'm certainly not the only person who can read the lessons! But I thought about all the marathon training information that says you must be willing to make sacrifices to properly prepare for a marathon. I wasn't willing to sacrifice church and my responsibility. Will this make me less successful when it comes time for the marathon? I don't think so. As a matter of fact, I came out of church this morning feeling revitalized and ready to take on the upcoming week. Sometimes it's just not about the miles I log or the splits I run.

Even though I didn't get to race this morning, or complete the long run scheduled for today's training, I don't feel like I missed out on anything. I fed my soul at church and know that a little rearranging of my training schedule will keep me on track to run my first marathon


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