As we were talking and his wife was trying to explain to him how he needs to train more. She turned to me and said, "Kristin how many miles do you run a day?" I stumbled over an answer but then said, "I actually feel really guilty, I only ran 5 miles yesterday." I meant it. I really felt guilty that I only ran 5 miles.
I was thinking about that as I was driving to work this morning. I was thinking about the first time I ran 5 miles without stopping. It was my sophomore year at BYU-IDAHO. I was so excited that I woke up my dear cousin Erica (Bless her soul for not killing me) to take my picture. And I'm so glad I did.
|Yes, I have a whole scrapbook page dedicated to this event.|
Anyway as I was driving to work I was thinking about how powerful the mind is. How at one point in my life 5 miles seemed an almost impossible feat to conquer.... where now I run 10 or 15 miles with little significance.
Now don't get me wrong. I am not trying to suggest completing an Iron Man would ever be easy... or that I'd ever even consider that something I aspire to. But it's just interesting to think about what the power of the mind can accomplish.