Running has its ups and downs and this week I definitely experienced a down.
Fresh off my latest running success (I added an entire mile last Sunday!), I was eager to go running Wednesday morning and extend my distance even further.
I just bought new running shoes about a week ago and thought that I had broken them in. The shoes were broken in, but my legs weren’t. My legs started hurting during my warm-up and continued to hurt through-out my run.
About a mile into it, I just couldn’t run any more. I actually started crying because I felt so defeated. I didn’t understand why I couldn’t make it past the mile mark when just days before I had completed 2.4 miles.
Later when I had regained some perspective I realized that running one mile was a huge success for me. I only began running five weeks ago, I’m over 40 and I am way over-weight. Walking a mile would have been awesome, much less running it! I shouldn’t be discouraged because I couldn’t duplicate my 2.4 mile record.
It also made me think about life in general. Just because I’ve had a bad day or a bad week doesn’t mean that I’m a failure. The object is to just keep going. “His mercies are new every morning.”
So, with that being said, I’m just going to try again next time.