6.04 miles (total: 1609.19 miles)
What I realize now is that the ending doesn’t matter. In doesn’t matter that I will finish the year and say "I ran for the entire year, non-stop". Instead, it’s when every day, after getting beaten up by life (be it work, home, children, COVID, other miscellaneous things) I still choose to go running - this is where I have won. This is the entire point.
They say the reason we set goals is for who we become in pursuit of them. A tired cliché, maybe. But now I know it’s true.
Right now, probably, I am the best I will ever be as a runner. I am feeding off any bit of progress I can find.. I would lie in bed at night, barely able to wait until the next morning. Or at the end of the day, when I look forward to put my running shoes on and run out - and do it all over again. That’s the best part of the Bored Runner story, not the ending. And what I've learned about myself there is the part that matters. Getting knocked down, whether by life, other people, physical fatigue or by your own doubts and then standing back up - over and over and over - that’s the good part. That's the part that matters.
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