Back when I started my Instagram account 2.5 years ago I made a promise to myself, and later to the IG world at large, that I would remain transparent. I’d take you through the highs of training, as well as the lows. With that being said, it felt imperative that I share on here the struggle I’ve had with running these past 2 months.
Happy hump day, all! Last week on my Instagram stories I asked for input on what you’d like me to write about next. I had a few respond to the question via the stories and a few others reach out via DM with some ideas. And one of the trends I noticed was women wondering how I managed to run consistently while also working full time and raising 3 kiddos, while also managing the inevitable mom guilt.
Official Time: 20:14 I was pretty nervous going into this race. It had been a hot second since I’d raced a 5k – my last one was in December. I’m not even sure what caused the nerves. It was a really small local race with next to no competition. Looking back, I think it’s because I had been vocal about wanting to drop my 5k time down, and I was afraid of falling short of my expectations for myself
For anyone fairly new to running, or if you’ve been running for awhile but with no real direction in your training, this post is for you. Let’s see if any of the following resonates. You’ve run multiple races of the same distance, but haven’t seen an improvement. You run basically all of your runs at the same pace. Every run is done at an easy pace. Every run is done at a fast clip that leaves you breathless within minutes. You’re frequently injured. You start running really consistently, it feels hard on every run, so after a week or so you give up and don’t run for a few months.
You know what can make or break the trajectory of your success? Confidence. The confidence to know that you’ll nail a workout. The confidence to set a big, scary goal and just *know* that you’ll get there. The confidence to own who you are and the choices you make. The confidence to ask for what you need.
Some days are hard. And I don’t mean just running. You know those days when you wake up and by the time you’ve brushed your teeth you feel the stress of the day crashing over you already? Sometimes it manifests as a tough day at work. A lot of times it leaks over into my run. And those really bad days? I’m still feeling off when I’m spending time with my family in the evening.