I have always loved a physical challenge. I am inspired by the capacity of the human body and am empowered by its strength.
I’ve raced against competitors; I’ve played against opponents. But at the end of the day, who is the race really against?
Challenging myself physically is an outlet–a chance for me to step away from the demands of “reality” and daily life. It is a challenge that is so personal and completely up to me. It gives me the focus, drive, and confidence to conquer the rest of my day with ease. This is why exercising first thing in the morning is beneficial for me.
These past few mornings I’ve been up at 5:30 to fit my run in, and this has set me up for a productive days (plus the heat in the middle of the day is unbearable and at the end of the day, I’m at a loss of energy). And when I am productive, I am happy.
Today I completed some hill repeats on a dirt hill. Something about being alone on a dirt road and knowing that no one could see me and that I could stop whenever I wanted to really made me test myself.
Would I give up, give in, or give it my best shot?
There was no pressure to do this, except that I wanted to. I know accomplishing physical feats are important to my body and my mind, so I continue to do them.
Each day when I hit the roads again, I just aim to be a little bit stronger than I was yesterday. And really, what more could I ask of myself?
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