At the beginning of Janathon I was charting the days left, I guess wishing the days away until I get to the end. First breaking in down into weeks. At day 10, that was about a third done. Two miles in to day 16 was the half way mark… but still it seemed such a long way to go.
Today Janathon is as good as a third of the way complete, but I’ve finally stopped counting. I’ve accepted that it’s a journey to be savoured rather than hurried through.
Sure I wanted to throw myself in front of a bus at times or cover myself in breadcrumbs and jump in the duck pond… but the good and bad runs so far have created a full bodied experience.
Today started with a swim at 7am and by the time I came to run I was pooped. If it wasn’t for Janathon I wouldn’t have gone out and pounded the pavements, but I just accepted my duty and got out there. It was a pretty unremarkable run, but the routes are getting a bit boring now so maybe it’s time to find some new ones.
I’m hoping to wake with a spring in my step tomorrow and go out on an epic run. Also I hope to write a far more flowery and entertaining blog post than this one.
To all my fellow Janathoners, hang on in there.
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Hang in there! We all have bad days but good days aren’t far behind. What makes a winner isn’t what happens when things are going well, but how they pick themselves up when things are going bad. Tomorrow is a new day : )
This janathon thing has definitely improved my motivation levels