The First Step

“The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.”

 

Hooray!

I accomplished something new today.

I promised myself I would run as many days as I can this summer. The thing is, I’m not a runner. It doesn’t come easily to me, and I don’t particularly enjoy it.

But a promise is a promise. And a promise to yourself, well, that’s pretty important.

I go to the track and do eight laps. That’s two miles altogether. The first lap I walk as a warm-up. The last lap I walk as a cool down. The six in the middle I try to run as much as possible. Which usually isn’t much. But I run until either my lungs run out or my legs do. Usually it’s my lungs. Then I walk until I feel I can run again.

Usually, I can run about a half lap before I am out of air. Yesterday, I was proud of myself because I ran three quarters of a lap before stopping.

But today was amazing!

I ran a little over a lap and a half without stopping. I couldn’t believe it!

I wanted to tell someone, but there were only two people there having a conversation, and I didn’t want to disturb them. I’m pretty sure I heard angels singing, though.

Suddenly, the empty, foggy track wasn’t so dismal anymore. I was smiling about this new thing I’d done.

And it occurred to me that the hardest part wasn’t the running part.

The hardest part was dragging myself to the track.

It’s summer. Hubby and I are teachers, so we don’t work our regular jobs over the summer. Our kids are out of school. It’s a cloudy, misty day. It would be so much easier to stay in bed, play a game on my phone, read a book, throw in some laundry, anything but run around and around an empty track. How boring is that. But

When you follow through on a promise to yourself, you give yourself the respect you deserve.

It’s about resolve. It’s about overcoming that voice in your head that tries to tempt you with ease and comfort and prevent you from achieving those goals and dreams you know will be difficult, but you resolve to achieve. No matter what it is. You go from not doing something to doing it. So, yes. The first step is the most difficult.

Yeah, I know it’s hard, dear heart.

Lace up and do it anyway.

 

 

About Amy Nicholson

A busy wife and mother pausing to ponder the beauty and complexity of life and share it with words.
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2 Responses to The First Step

  1. Catherine says:

    Such an encouraging post! Yes, it is about showing UP for yourself, which you deserve to do. Learning and doing something new takes a lot of discipline and quitting is much easier than sticking with something that requires effort. I did a different and harder program on the treadmill recently and have done it three more times without dying.. but it is NOT easy for me. I keep reminding myself that how I feel AFTER I exercise, is worth the self talk before:) You inspire me!

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