I am one more run away from finishing my second week of my latest running goal. These days, running seems to be influencing my habits. Take tonight; I skipped Happy Hour to make sure I ate a good meal took in fluids and would get to sleep at a decent time.
What does it say about a runner when a goal becomes more important than something he loves to do. In this case, going out would completely derail my ability to wake up at 5:00am and get in a good run. I think it also means, that running is more important to me than I thought it was and that I'm able to make small sacrifices to achieve great gains of enjoyment, fitness, and hopefully hitting the goal I've made for myself.
I'm only a hand full of weeks away from when my current goal of running 40 miles per week. Once achieved and maintained, the running goal will shift into marathon training. That will take my mileage to another level which I have not seen in my running lifetime. I'm told 50 and 60 mile weeks will be my goal and I can't wait for the challenge.
So, as I take this rest day to contemplate how things are going with my training, I am reminded that I am finally taking my running seriously. More importantly, I'm setting goals that are difficult to hit but they are teaching me that, at times, pain and suffering are worth the end result.
40 miles per week, here I come.