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The Laced Up Confessionals Part Three by Tracie Skarbo Printer Friendly

Excuses. When itís time to lace up I have a million of them looking up at me like eager dogs; tails wagging and tongues lolling. Each of them competing loudly in my head telling me why I should listen to them and not that ďwimpyĒ lone will power.

What is a runner to do? Some runners go to sleep in their running attire and then run as soon as they wake. Attempting to trick the dozy dogs into submission. I am not that disciplined. I fight back with thoughts of how good I will feel once the run is over, then there are skinny denim promises and other progressive treats when I hit my goals. I post these on the fridge, the back of my bedroom door, the bathroom mirror and anywhere else I am likely to see them and get a positive charge from them. Running affirmations if you will.

Is this self-brain washing? Damn straight! Anyone who has undertaken such a mammoth task knows that every little tidbit you can use to fight against your body and mind wrestling with you to stop this ridiculous and foolish journey knows it is worth it. Your mind, your body will be doing everything in its power to push back. It will try to goad you into arguments about how bad the weather is, why you should stay in the nice warm house cuddled in your housecoat. It will inflame joints, fire up sore muscles. If you donít pay attention, it will face a little friction with glee and give you blistered feet for your troubles. Anything to make you slowdown, stop, or better yet give up on it all together.

In the beginning I know I need help. I am a human after all and what are we humans good at? I mean really good at? Laziness. I would love to listen to my mind and just curl up in front of my laptop and read my friends latest postings, rather then gear up and face the horizontal rain! I would like to tell you that I am some stoic runner who never misses a beat when the scheduled run shows itself and I have a smile on my face while doing it. That is just not the case. I grunt, I growl and I talk to my demons, mostly to tell them to shut up. Why? Because these first few weeks are the most important; they make or break a person.

I know this; I have been through this before. I learnt as I went along my first couple of clinics. I know my strengths and weaknesses. I know I have to be signed into a clinic, that if I am held accountable for something I am more likely to do it. If I know my running partner is waiting for me and will be disappointed by my not showing I am more likely to get out there. I am more responsible to a complete stranger then to myself. Why? Because I have given my word, because I have traded tender for the experience, and because I know all those other people are putting themselves in the same amount of pain that I am. If they can do it, I can do it. There is strength in numbers, just like there is strength in my writing about the experience. It just re-enforces my commitment. So thanks for reading, because your comments are just one more thing helping me lace up and get out there on the asphalt.

Entered By Ray From Austin
2011-04-13 01:03:51

I ran for quite some time, and I would tell pretty much anyone who would listen about how awful it was. It makes me hurt, it makes me tired, it makes me hungry all the time. If you did a drug that made you feel like that, you'd stop--the payoff isn't worth it. How have we convinced ourselves that this is healthy?

Entered By Tracie From Unknown
2011-04-18 18:16:14

Big smiles... nah it is a good thing! (after you have been doing it a while..) once your body settles into it and you find your correct pace and such it is a great way to workout and get into nature. (if you have the luxury of living out of the city that is.) I will admit I don't like to run in the cold rain.. but anything else is a great day to get out there.

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