Thursday, March 1, 2012

Finding Motivation

I went to bed last night knowing full well I would not be waking up at 5:45 to run my scheduled 4 miles.  My legs and glutes were aching from the morning's workout (30 minutes of squats, lunges, push get the picture).  My mind was exhausted from a very long, challenging day in the office and all I could think of was a very large glass of red wine.  It was just "one of those days" and I had my mind made up that a good night's sleep was well deserved.  7 AM came pretty quickly as I was woken by a very excited little girl jumping and screaming "dadaaaaaa!!" from her crib.  I had no guilt for not running...yet.  I got Lyla ready for the day and scooted us out the door to make it to pilates at 8.  We visited with a couple of friends after the class and headed home to play.  Lyla went down for a nap shortly after 11 and the guilt still hadn't set in.  My legs weren't quite as sore now though, and it felt pretty nice outside.  I realized that my husband was working from home at this time out in the garage, so if I really wanted to, I could squeeze my run in during Lyla's nap.  I quickly changed and got extremely excited that things were working out.  I never felt guilty like I thought I would for not running.  I thought for sure that would be my motivation to get my run finished today.  Instead, my motivation came from that little voice inside my head that said, "It's just 4 miles and you'll love it!"  It's funny where I find motivation for my runs now.  Some days, usually on longer runs, it comes from the bragging rights of being able to say I ran so far.  Other days, it comes from wanting to feel better and knowing that after any run, I always have a better outlook on situations.  But today was a first.  Today, my motivation came from wanting to do something that I enjoy.  That, my friend, is what the old me would call just plain crazy.  I like this new me....she's a little crazy.