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Showing posts with label goals. Show all posts
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it's been a long week - drabble by avsongbird- in word form and read aloud for those of you who prefer it
It’s been a long week. A productive one, don’t get me wrong, but still a long week.
The running training is going well—I’m doing the ten miles on my treadmill, five on a slow day, or when I’m just not quite feeling up to the ten. I’m taking two days off a week, just to let my body recharge before I start into it the following week, all over again.
I’m still crocheting—I just put down a half-finished green scarf I’m a little more than halfway done with, and then there’s the writing, the youtube, the family, the garden.
I’m tired, but it’s a good kind of tired, you know? Like the tired you feel after a good long run. The kind where you can take a step back and see everything you’ve accomplished so far, before you turn to see how much you have left to do.
It’s so important to take the time to do that from time to time—to take the step back and to not look at how much you have left to do (because that’ll leave you feeling tired, drained), but to look at what you have done, and how far you’ve come.
It may not be any huge milestone to anyone else, or even to you, but any progress is better than none at all.
Take me—I’m tickled shitless over ten miles a day, and five on slow days. Career runners and Olympic athletes wouldn’t think twice of such things. But I’m not doing this for the athletes. I’m not trying to win any medals.
I do it for my husband, for my stepsons, for myself. So that my family can see me pushing towards something, instead of always staying in the same place.
Goals keep you moving, keep you productive, healthy. And I figured it was about time I got working on mine.
My husband says he’s thrilled to see me working towards something I believe in—something I love—and we both agree that it’s important for the boys to see us both pursuing the things we love. And even if we fail at some point down the road, at least we can say we tried.
And even trying to pursue your goals and failing is better than being haunted by the “what if” for the rest of your life.
The running training is going well—I’m doing the ten miles on my treadmill, five on a slow day, or when I’m just not quite feeling up to the ten. I’m taking two days off a week, just to let my body recharge before I start into it the following week, all over again.
I’m still crocheting—I just put down a half-finished green scarf I’m a little more than halfway done with, and then there’s the writing, the youtube, the family, the garden.
I’m tired, but it’s a good kind of tired, you know? Like the tired you feel after a good long run. The kind where you can take a step back and see everything you’ve accomplished so far, before you turn to see how much you have left to do.
It’s so important to take the time to do that from time to time—to take the step back and to not look at how much you have left to do (because that’ll leave you feeling tired, drained), but to look at what you have done, and how far you’ve come.
It may not be any huge milestone to anyone else, or even to you, but any progress is better than none at all.
Take me—I’m tickled shitless over ten miles a day, and five on slow days. Career runners and Olympic athletes wouldn’t think twice of such things. But I’m not doing this for the athletes. I’m not trying to win any medals.
I do it for my husband, for my stepsons, for myself. So that my family can see me pushing towards something, instead of always staying in the same place.
Goals keep you moving, keep you productive, healthy. And I figured it was about time I got working on mine.
My husband says he’s thrilled to see me working towards something I believe in—something I love—and we both agree that it’s important for the boys to see us both pursuing the things we love. And even if we fail at some point down the road, at least we can say we tried.
And even trying to pursue your goals and failing is better than being haunted by the “what if” for the rest of your life.
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