Last night I tackled a hill run–a 3.5 mile hill run with one of the hills being 1 mile long and straight UP.
In the middle of my snail-paced struggle up the looooong hill, I thought to myself, what the hell am I doing???
And then I heard my high school volleyball coach who led our team to three State Championships yell, “Let’s Go, Burt! Pick up your knees!” and I got a boost of energy.
A few strenuous moments later, I envisioned my dad yelling, “Atta Girl!” from above and I quickened my pace.
Then Urrrshuuurr started singing in my ear, “Yeah, yeah, yeah,” and I gained a little kick to my step.
And when I reached what I thought was the peak but then realized I had another couple blocks to go, I remembered a gal from my Team in Training run this past Saturday telling me about her father who is battling Stage 4 leukemia, and I knew I would make it to the top.
Call me elitist, but I really don’t want her to join the club.
So I ran harder.
And I made it.
I hope he does too.
I knew you would love TNT for so many reasons. I am so proud of you also for so many reasons! Good job on the hills.
Congratulations! You are a freakin’ rock star for running 3.5 miles, up a hill! Urrrshuuur sure does have a way of making you want to pick up the pace. Take that, rewind it back! ;) Good Job Mama!
Get it girl!
So proud of you.
Elegant post, too. :)
This reminds me of a friend of mine who trained for a marathon through Team in Training a few years back. I admire you, here, anyone who ca do this. Seems like it takes as much if not more mental stamina. Good luck.