It is a little before 2am and I just got back from a loop around Prospect Park. It wasn’t perhaps the smartest run I’ve ever done, but it was one of my better runs, at least for my spirit. I was feeling a little down and a run under the beautiful moon lit sky seemed like just the ticket to brighten my spirits. A little flaying of my body to strengthen my spirit, if you will.
What is keeping me going on my training lately is the sheer pleasure of it. I have a nice relaxed feel for it and look forward to it. I want to do more than I am scheduled to do. It’s been bringing me real pleasure. I was just telling a friend this evening over drinks, that for a couple of years my aggressiveness and enthusiasm towards training for Ironman was fueled by anger. Now this worked very well for me and I wouldn’t trade the feelings that pushed me in my training during that time for anything. However, after the anger was worked out of my body, I found myself lacking in desire and unable to push myself towards really training for the Ironman. Just look at what happened to me at this past year’s IMLP. I think I’ve finally developed a healthier attitude towards my training. I’ve finally discovered the pure joy in doing it.
I am not saying that I didn’t get joy over the past several years. I got enormous pleasure out of it. There is nothing like the feelings of well being that you get after you push yourself hard and work out your aggressions. It’s just that now, I am not working out aggression, but I am still getting the same pleasure out of my training. No, the training wasn’t working out aggression all the time, but that was a large part of it. And I am sure now I will use my training to work out some anger that I am feeling. These days though it is “more” about doing it for the fun of it. For keeping a healthy lifestyle. For setting an example for my family. And most of all just for me. |
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