My first 10K tomorrow...it's going to be hard because I'm trying to do it in under an hour. (I know...really easy for most runners; hard for this mediocre runner.) I'm not super-excited. Plus it's at 8 a.m. on a Sunday.
But the knowledge that I had this race coming up pushed me to run 7 or 8 miles, several times this summer. Pushed me to put in some interval training when a nice slow run would've felt much better. Pushed me to get out there and run, swim or bike, almost every day.
We need these self-imposed deadlines, sometimes...
But right now my only true motivation to run is the feeling I get when it's over and I know I can grab a cappuccino, go home, take a bubble bath and curl up with a good book.
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