There are hares on our farm. They are alert, fast and very nibble. I often see them on a certain part of the road. They hear me coming, sit for a few seconds, then hare up the road before darting through the fence and over the paddock.
Today was a blissful day for a run. Cool, overcast and breezy again. Perfect. I set a distance, thought of a course and off I went. This week I’ve been running without my GPS watch due to a broken button. It’s being repaired so all will be ok eventually. It’s actually been a good thing to run without it this week, allowing me to take my running back to basics and providing a reminder about why I run. I run to do the distance, not to be fast, but just to go the distance. Distance has been a little bit in the background due to all the fancy things that my watch can do. I’ve kind of lost sight of the raw, pure reason why I lace up my shoes and run. Distance.
The first time I ran a km was sheer heaven. Honestly I was so elated that I had conquered a km that I was delirious with joy. I kid you not, it was almost the same sense of achievement as giving birth! This possibly sounds over the top and corny – ok, not possibly it does sound corny and over the top! Regardless though never in my life did I think it possible for me to run a km. But I did. I went the distance. Now it’s about having a go at going further. Not fast, just further. I’ve said it many times, if I can do this running thing anyone can. It all boils down to determination and having a go.
Husband got in from milking the cows this morning just as I was about to set off on the run. He hugged me and told me how proud he was of me for having a go and that he admired my persistence, determination and discipline. As a result I ran with such happiness and joy. I can go the distance and Husband thinks I’m doing alright. Yay! Encouragement is a beautiful thing. Words cost nothing but the right ones pay huge dividends.
Seeing the hare just reminded me of how far I have come. I can’t run like a hare, but I can go the distance like the tortoise. And going the distance, having a go, is what counts.
Happy running 🙂