Source: Authenticity in Relationships
“Don’t judge each day by the harvest that you reap, judge it by the seeds that you plant” – Robert Louis Stevenson
The run of the 15th of December was my 39th training run, the last run of the 12th week! (Week 12: Dec. 9th-Dec. 15th)
39 runs in, 12 weeks down, 13 weeks to go and I’ll be running the Saturday Rock N’ Roll Marathon in Washington, DC.
Week 12 Statistics!
- 9:03 /mile
- 4.98 miles
Notable week 12 information:
- My injured leg is feeling much better. It still gets a little sore after a run, but not sore enough that I have to quit, nor sore enough that i can’t make my following run. I am going to stick with the stretches and keep it limber, and keep going to the chiropractor for adjustments.
- I ran 8 miles on Saturday. 8 miles seems like a long way to go and it is…but I never felt like it was too far, or that my leg was going to give out on me. I remembered seeing a commercial on television during the Olympics, where a guy was doing running and was listening to books on his iPhone. I have tons of audio books, I used to listen to them while I worked, so I put the unabridged Lord of the Rings on my phone, and have been listening to it. What a difference it makes! I can zone out to the book, and even though i’m running it feels almost like I’m curling up with a good book to get entertained. I’m almost ready to go run again, if only for the chance to hear the next chapter in Frodo’s saga.
“You can never get a cup of tea large enough or a book long enough to suit me.” – C.S. Lewis
The run of the 24th of November was my 31st training run, the last run of the 9th week! (Week 9: Nov. 18th-Nov. 24th)
31 runs in, 9 weeks down, 16 weeks to go and I’ll be running the Saturday Rock N’ Roll Marathon in Washington, DC.
Week 9 Statistics!
- 30:29 minutes
- 8:57 /mile
- 3.40 miles
Notable week 9 information:
- WELL, even though Chris and I knew it was upcoming, we failed to follow the schedule we have been following. Week 9 was supposed to be the switching point from time trainings (we’ve been running 30 minutes for a while) to distance trainings. We will start running the distance training Monday; with 3 miles being the goal, Wednesday; with 4 miles, Thursday; 3 miles, and Saturday; 5 miles. Each Saturday from here until quite near the end, an extra mile will be added on, so in 5 months we’ll be running 10 miles on Saturday. I’m a bit worried, but not from a running/fitness perspective, but more in a mental one. I’m worried that I’ll be bored to tears running 10 miles. I might be loading up the iPhone with an audio book to keep me company.
“The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Running is the greatest metaphor for life, because you get out of it what you put into it”– Oprah Winfrey
The afternoon run of the 27th of October was my 19th training run, the last run of the fifth week! (Week 5: Oct. 21th-Oct. 27th)
19 runs in, 5 weeks down, 20 weeks to go and I’ll be running the Saturday Rock N’ Roll Marathon in Washington, DC.
Week 5 Statistics!
- 30:01.00 minutes
- 8:18 /mile
- 3.61 miles
Notable week 5 achievements:
- This week was run by myself – and two of the runs I took a different route. Instead of going the hilly route down by Trump National golf course, I instead went out to Algonkian parkway, and just ran to see how far 15 minutes out took me. Without the hills, my pace was considerably improved (almost breaking below 8min/mile). As a friend reminded me though, i’m training for the long run, not the short sprint.
Each man’s life represents a road toward himself. – Herman Hesse
It seems strange to me that at 37 I’m still learning about who I am. Things that I never would have dug up had I not been looking; monumental things. Things that drive me, things that shape how I behave.
I’ve got a deep seated fear of rejection.
I have no problem getting close to somebody, but only so far.
In my life, I have been blessed with not just a woman, not just a wife in name alone, but a partner. Someone who believes, who has glimpsed the person I can be (who I want to be). Someone willing and able to ride out the rough with me. A partner, a friend, a lover. My wife.
So happy to wake up next to her, a different, deeper man every day.
This little journey of mine, even though it’s not so old, is already unlocking boxes in my mind that have been sealed since they were made. I’m redoing the foundations of this old house, so that it will last forever.
One of my life goals is school.
I was always told ‘Greg would do so much better if he just applied himself’, or ‘if Greg just slowed down and took the time on his studies, he’d be an A student’. I heard that mantra my whole life, and besides knowing it to be true, I allowed it to be my reality – even though the truth of it is, most of my grades hovered just over 50%. Whatever was the minimum effort needed to still get the diploma was what I put into it. I was only an A student in potential.
This time around, I want to be an A student in reality. A grade doesn’t define you, but for me – not having the grade before DID define me. It shaped my view on life; to get by on as little effort as possible. Why work hard when you don’t have to? Why bust your ass on schoolwork, when you could skip it, play games instead, and STILL pass? I have to admit, before I started university, I never (not once) ever studied for a test. I didn’t do homework. I skipped all projects. I was at the mortal limit of skipping classes (one term, if I missed one more day, I was going to get the boot, straight from the principals mouth).
This time around, I want it to be different. I am studying hard. I am putting in the work to master the material (it’s not that hard to master the material; I read the chapter and do the homework – but still, I’m doing what is required). I am an A student right now, after 2.5 years in, and am proud of my achievement. Not just because it’s an A, a shiny badge for my transcript, but because of what it represents – the effort. The dedication. The fact that I put time INTO them, into my life, instead of life just happening. I’ve done good work, and I’m happy with the results so far.
It’s been a little more than a month since I started this journey. I haven’t had a cup of coffee since September 9th, haven’t played a game (except for Scrabble with my mom) since the same. My Xbox 360 is gone, and although I know I’m missing out, I strangely am not missing it.
I’ve spent much of my new time sleeping. Before, when I would coffee fuel myself I’d stay up after my wife went to sleep and play video games, or do other really nonproductive things. I’d stay up regularly until 1 am. Nowadays, my bedtime hovers around 10, and I’m trying to push it a little earlier. I’d like it to be around 9:30, all things being equal.
This newfound sleep gives me the energy I needed to hit my day properly, particularly with no coffee or caffeine. I do have a cup of white tea from time to time, but probably in the order of 1 cup every 3 days, not 6 to 8 cups in one day, and white tea has considerably less caffeine than coffee. I just enjoy a hot drink.
I’ve been less cranky. I’ve been less of a dick to my kids (not that I was always that way, but I was definitely on edge more). I notice now, that when I do lose my temper, I find it coincides with going to bed too late (thank you 9pm political debates and exams to study for).
I still am trying to balance classwork, family time, and work on my goals. I don’t have enough time for all – usually just two at a time. So far, family life has been suffering. I need to plan and have more family time, but I have to make progress on my life goals too.
I’ve made little progress on my journey of faith, and moderate progress on my book. I’ve made some good strides (heh heh) on my marathon progress, and have completed my early goals of giving up caffeine and games, and of creating this blog (now to the task of keeping it up to date and current – an ongoing struggle).
When it is time to die, let us not find out we never lived – Henry David Thoreau.