My summer running has been anything but spot on...the humidity has been killer and I am just not a hot weather runner...and that goes right along with my summer eating. I seldom say no to dessert at night but instead limit myself to seconds of dinner. I still am weighing and measuring and tracking as best as I can...for me...that is what works best.
Do I wish I was running stronger this summer...do I wish my shorts fit a little looser around my strong legs...do I wish I didn't feel the need to eat all the chips and guacamole when it is put out for an appetizer...HECK YA!
|summer at it's best|
The thing is...at the end of the day...I control my choices and what I want to have as a result. Right now my choices are giving me the results of not running my fastest, not fitting into things loosely...and loving chips and guacamole. And for right now....THAT IS OKAY! The numbers on the watch or on the scale are not controlling me this summer. I know what it takes to make it fast and super fit. It takes more than wishing for it...it takes a whole lot of work...hard, sweaty, early mornings, exhausting days work.
I am not mad at me for enjoying my summer, in fact it is a nice break from the laser focused me. I have one race in September and that is all that is on the calendar. I know that wishing I looked like x or y or feeling jealous of a person poolside and their amazing abs gets me no where. Instead I look at that person and know that A LOT of work goes into them being physically fit. A lot of hard choices have been made. They did not wake up one day and just turn in to a fine human specimen. Everyone makes a choice every day...and really that is the simple ugly truth. You choose to do something or you choose to do nothing.
So while I continue to enjoy my summer...and my family...and not be so intense...I hope they are experiencing a more laid back summer mama. I still have my three year old hold planks with me, my five year old squat it out on commercial breaks, my nine year old join me for a 5k through the neighborhood, and my twelve year old hate me for burpees being on the list of to dos. And hubby is the one laser focused this summer...he is definitely not the one wishing for anything...as he is putting in ALL the hard work to give himself an amazing race at Kona in October.
So stop the wishing...and start the hard choices. When I look back at my first training plan for my first race...the first distance I ran on day one was one mile...that is it...one mile. Everyone has to start somewhere...everyone can turn those wishes into hard work, sweat and results.
Enjoy these final weeks of summer...I know I will!
Embrace the suck...choose you...stop wishing...start doing!