All over the internet I find stories about people setting goals, persevering and coming out on top. From friends I know on Facebook posting their work out successes to amazing stories
like this, I find it hard not to get motivated.
When I started this blog so long ago, life was much more stable but just as soon as I had started it, life went spinning out of control. I've lived in three different states and four different homes since. Injuries and life in general crept up on me till I had forgotten to take care of myself. I remember days almost ten years ago where I ran over 15 miles every day. I remember days, more recently, where I haven't ran for month's, almost a year...
Seven days ago I set out to motivate myself and finally make no more excuses. I wrote up a note on Facebook, tagged about 20 or so of my friends, and set out my small task before them. Here is what I wrote:
I've decided that I need to get up off my rump, get back in to shape and actually do what I really enjoy, Run. Running and being in shape have always worked to reinforce a positive attitude towards oppositions in my life and have aided me in accomplishing my day to day tasks by helping me stay focused. Granted, at times I have found myself thinking of the next big upcoming race or where I plan to run my next trail at, both distracting me temporarily from my work. But, these distractions only served to put to a smile on my face and help me to finish my day's endeavors merrily and efficiently thus allowing me to get out there and run sooner. Running was, is and always will be a major part of what makes me me. All of my friends know me as an avid runner, and loony in some cases for some of the things I've done. My friends have taught me that running is not only addictive for the person running but also passes via contact highs, subsequently aiding in running addictions in persons who thought running was only for crazies. My running seems to have positive effects on those around me and I like the me I become when I'm actively pursuing a running goal. So, with that being said, I have realize I've let myself get to a place physically that I never thought I would, out of shape completely... I plan to use the next 45 days to remind me of how great it feels to be in shape and to be healthy by showing myself just how out of shape I've gotten. I know there are plenty of more sane ways to get in to shape than to obsessively row one's self in to oblivion but then if I did those, it wouldn't be a me thing. lol
To start, I need to make a commitment to myself to get back in the shape I need to be. That officially starts today, February 1st. My goal and promise to myself, and whoever reads this, is to Row every other day no less than 10Km and to cycle no less than 20 miles on the days I don't row. My goal is to do this for 45 days. I plan to weigh myself this afternoon/evening at the Gym and post it here as a comment. Out of personal curiosity, I want to see how many pounds I lose in the next 45 days. I will take pictures of the digital read outs on the machines for accountability purposes and weigh myself weekly. I was always taught that it takes doing something consistently for 21 days to make it a habit. Ultimately that is my goal. To make it a habit to feel good, work out daily and to make excuses for why I should be doing it as opposed to why I should take a day off that turns in to a year. Another good thing I was taught, if you make your goals, dreams and aspirations known to the world, the world will hold you accountable. With the world watching, you'll either accomplish your goals or a part of you will die trying.
To this end, I'm going to use this blog for what it was meant to be, a Journal of my endeavors.
