I’m coming off a long weekend of misbehaving with my diet. And I feel horrible. I’d planned to go for a long run, but with a wind chill of 5 on the only day I had time to run, it just didn’t work out. I don’t mind the cold, but I can’t handle the wind.
I booked my hotel today for the weekend in Nashville for the half marathon. That still kind of makes me nauseous. I guess I’d better sign up for the race soon.
There’s something terrifying to me about this race. What if I’ve built it all up and I don’t finish? What if I get down there and pull a muscle? What if I get sick?
These are the thoughts that are swimming around in my head. They’re not fun thoughts of winning. They’re not fun thoughts of doing something worthwhile and achieving my goals.
They’re thoughts of fear and of failing.
Jon Acuff, a blogger and author that I highly respect, posts pictures of notes that he writes and hangs around his office for motivation and little reminders that dreams and goals take work. Today he posted this note:
“Fear only bothers you if you’re doing things that matter. So if you find fear waiting for you at the front door of this week, congratulations. You’re doing things that matter.”
And I get it. There are going to be days that the working seems endless and the goal seems too far away and then fear just jumps right to the front of the line. I guess that’s where I’m at.
But I’m not going to give up.
But if you see me eating unhealthy this week, give me a swift kick in the rear and remind me that I’m going to weigh in in a week or two…