2 shuffles ago (Week 2 Run 3) I was half way through a 90sec run section, doing my best and was passed by yet another dog walker and I thought to myself "what is the bleedin' point? I'm so slow, I'm not improving at all!"
I was running in the park, the sun was out, the birds were singing, lush green grass and all was well in the world.
I realised THIS is the point. To be out in the open, appreciating the world I live in, doing something positive.
Ok so I'm really really slow, for the moment, but what is the alternative?
Giving up at week 3? Sitting at home watching rubbish TV being bored to death?
If I gave up now I would never know what I'm capable of. So on I went.
I'm now on Week 3 Run 2, still slow as a snail but I truly didn't think I could do 3mins shuffling but I can. My knees hurt like crazy, but I'm alive and I have a sneeky feeling that I could just do this.
In my post run shower I was thinking about what my "non-food" reward would be after completing the 9 weeks. I thought, you know what, just getting that graduation badge would be my reward. Being able to run non-stop for 30 whole mins is my reward. What better reward could there be to myself than, for the first time in my life, to actually follow through and finish something.
I don't need new clothes, a manicure/massage, shoes or whatever. What I need is to believe in myself, that it's not all talk and have the undeniable proof in that 30min run, that yes, I can do it. That is my reward.