So there I was lying in bed and looking at the time on the ceiling being projected from my clock next to my bed. I spent at least 10 minutes having an argument with myself about why I should just stay in bed and skip boot camp for today. Here is just a sample of my argument with myself:
- I am so tired and did not get enough sleep – Well you should have gone to bed earlier
- My body really hurts – What else is new. It hurts every day
- Staying home just one day won’t kill me – Tell that to the scale on Friday
- Hardly anybody goes every day – Why in the hell did you spend all that money then?
- OK, just 5 more minutes and I’ll get up – GET YOUR BUTT OUT OF THE DAMN BED!!!!
- FINE!!!!! -Head wins again
Little did I know what was in store for me today. When I got to boot camp, I see Jan wearing a reflective vest. Curious, I asked a few of my fellow campers what was the purpose of the vest? I was surprised to find out that today was a long run day. In the four months since beginning boot camp, I have somehow missed every long run day due to being out of town, injury, or a work related meeting. Today, I was not so lucky and was secretly cursing myself for not fighting harder to stay in the bed.
I cannot begin to tell you how nervous I was. It’s not like I haven’t done a 5K before, I have, but I’ve never done with a group of people. In the triathlon, I was on my own and I was only up against my own time. With this run, however, I was running with people who were in much better shape than I was and it was up to me to keep up with them. I hate being the person who everyone has to wait on. Not like I had much of a choice at this point, so when the time came, I set my watch and started running with the rest of the group.
The air was thick this morning which made it difficult to breath. We hadn’t even made it out of the park before I was coughing and hacking. With sweat running down every inch of my body, I pushed on and on and on. If it wasn’t for the continuous encouragement of my instructors and my fellow campers, I would have quit within the first 10 minutes. I could tell that quitting was not an option so, I started talking to myself. Over and over I kept repeating… Run Short Fat Girl Run. 47 minutes and 48 seconds later, I ended back where I started.
After a bad morning of fighting with myself, I am happy to say, I lost this fight.