Goals

I saw this movie the other night, Brittany Runs a Marathon. It kind of made me want to be a runner again. And this blog is going to be full of spoilers, so if you don’t like that you probably shouldn’t read any further than this.

I don’t mean to make this chick’s life story about me, but the similarities were… real. She took up running as her way of getting her shit together/I joined PlayFitStayFit and eventually running to get my shit together. She was a drinker before/I used to basically have a reserved seat at Local Roots happy hour every Friday night. She lost a bunch of weight/I lost a bunch of weight. She started dating/I started…. well that a whole other blog post there. Now, I was never so bold to start training for a full marathon but I did have a lot of races and events lined up in the fall of 2018 and I had my eyes on a Spartan in the spring of 2019 and then I busted my ankle all to pieces. She was 5 weeks out from the New York City Marathon when she broke her foot. That’s about where our similarities end… she went through the same injury depression I did, but she bounced back much more fiercely and started training for the marathon for the next year. I started working out again, but really kind of gave up on any specific goals. I mostly gave up on running. I started walking all the 5ks I signed up for because running kind of still hurts my ankle and my endurance is nowhere near what it was before my injury and that is insanely frustrating.

So I’ve signed up for my first Spartan, but my only real goal for that is to finish. Hopefully with my team still speaking to me after I move slowly through a 3-5 mile course with however many stupid obstacles they throw in there and whatever ridiculous number of burpees I have to do for the obstacles I will fail.

Beyond that I still don’t have any official goals, but this movie made me realize that that’s what I need. I need something specific to work towards to really get my ass in gear. I’ve never trained for anything, I just sign up and show up. I’m sure there will be plenty of 5ks here and there, but I guess my next “big” thing will be my second completion of the Blue Ridge 10k in April. Don’t get me wrong, I walked/jogged/danced my way up and down Mill Mountain last year with some pretty awesome friends and had a blast. But now that I’ve felt some amount of inspiration from this girl’s story, maybe I’ll put some effort into it next year.

And eventually, if I ever run a marathon, I’m going to cry so many tears because apparently Kim hates that.

So who’s ready to start walking up and down Mill Mountain with me?