Believe in the process…
When I decided that I really needed to make some changes in my life, all aspects of my life - I realized that I needed a process. I love process. I love order. I love to goal set. When I can break things down and climb and reach each step - I am motivated. I am motivated to keep going, believe in myself more and to know that I can do things that I never thought possible. To lose weight, I broke it down….5lbs at a time or the next 5 or 0 - whichever came first. First, I learned about food/nutrition/portion control, then I added exercise, then I attacked the most difficult part - the emotional side of eating. Step by step, process.
On New Years Eve, I attended a party. At the party was a woman I knew as an acquaintance. I actually know her husband better. For a Christmas gift, he had given her a marathon training class. She was a casual runner who had “casually mentioned” that she would like to run a marathon someday (she was thinking outloud). He thought this would be a great gift. She was telling me about this with some trepidation. It would require time, hardwork, energy and a 45minute drive to train with a group of strangers. I was in awe. Wow! A marathon - less than 1% of 1% of the population run marathons - 42.2k. She was going to do it.
I run but I don’t race. Why? I’m afraid. I’m afraid that I won’t be physically or mentally strong enough. Then my friend Carol said to me “But Stephanie, less than 1% of 1% run a marathon, how many people do you think lose 160lbs and keep it off?” I couldn’t answer her. Why was I stopping myself from even trying?
I am now training for the Vancouver marathon. Every week, my new friend and I drive to train with a group of committed runners…and I am terrified. When I think about it - scared out of my skin. But, I believe in process. I believe that these instructors who lead the course, have run numerous marathons themselves, know what they are talking about. I believe that I can learn. I believe that as each week goes by, I can run a bit further. I believe.
Yesterday, I ran around the Glenmore Resevoir (17km) with my new friends. Can I run 42.2k…? I’m not thinking about it - but I can run 19k…and I’ll do that next week. Process. Step by step. Each time I run a new distance - I know that I can run a little bit more.
Will my body hold up? Will my spirit hold up? How do I nourish it when I run that far? I don’t know - but I am learning and each time I learn something more…I believe.
Believe in process. Believe in you.
If we get out of our own way…we often find our own way.
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