There comes a day for everyone, before or after graduation, when they have to decide whether they're going to be a runner, or give up.
I started running last September and graduated in November. My judgement day came after a Christmas break. I'd spent a few days away with my family (remember when those days were possible? 😞) I'd overindulged, hadn't run for 10 days and felt dreadful. I knew if I didn't run the day I got back, I'd never run again. The gremlins were working overtime as I got changed, but I stuck my chin up and went.
One if the best decisions I've ever made! I'm now a regular runner, longest distance 17k, trying for a half marathon. I turned 60 last week; my sons bought me a shiny Garmin watch that tells me my fitness age is 54. I'll take that!
I read lots of posts here that begin something like, 'I'm not a natural runner'. Well, I'm short, grey haired, post menopausal and was flabby, if not actually overweight when I started. I may not be (definitely am not, actually) a natural Olympic runner, but I'm a human being, and therefore definitely a natural runner - long slow running is what we evolved to do as a species. Some of us just may not have done it since we were at primary school.
If today, tomorrow or next week is your judgement day, please just push on through. You may have to dig deep, but you won't regret it, I absolutely promise!🏃♂️🏃♀️👊
Pep talk over, you'll be pleased to hear.
Happy running! 👍