Inspiration

Tuesday, March 16, 2010
For the past few days, the weather has been getting better and better. Today there was a predicted high of +13 although I doubt we reached it. All this sunshine, melting snow, and fresh air gave me the desire to head outside. Rather than my usual 10-15 minute walk home, I decided that I would take the long way 'round, an approximately 40 minute walk. While getting ready for work this morning, I packed in some workout clothes along with my lunch and book. Sure enough, when I headed out after work this afternoon, the skies had clouded over and it was chillier than expected. However I was undaunted.

Off I went, down the big hill near my office (my knees didn't feel it at all!). A group of female runners ran past me and I noticed that all of them, including the one slightly larger lady (still smaller than me), had waistlines. That might not be so shocking to all of you out there but for someone shaped a lot like a beach ball with sticks for legs, it was a bit. I couldn't help myself but stare at them as they jogged down the hill past me, wishing that that was me. Ok, minus the jogging nonsense. I told myself that there is my inspiration. A waistline. If I ever needed something to encourage me to continue on and stick with the dietician's plan....that was it. And it wasn't even the skinny women with the runners' bodies that did it. It was the other woman. The one who looked just slightly overweight that made me smile inside. Her body - it was beautiful.

As I continued down the hill, the man in black ran up the hill past me. No, not Johnny Cash or even Will Smith, just a middle aged man in matching shirt and shorts. And he wasn't jogging. He was running. Almost as determinedly as a little kid being chased by his buddies across a playground. He then turned around and ran back down the hill. Before I got to the bottom, he passed me running up the hill. One word kept running through my head: determination. This guy was serious. Dedicated. Intense. That's what I wanted to be. Again, without the running.

Walking along the river valley, things were quiet - just a few runners heading in the opposite direction. I felt amazing and empowered as I headed towards home, counting myself amongst those dedicated runners climbing the satanic staircase near the Royal Glenora club. 20lbs by August? No problemo. Why August? Well, my Aunt is returning to Canada that month for her step-daughter's wedding and will be stopping in our fair city the weekend before. Once again, she will be running the 1/2 marathon we attempted three years ago. Mom and I have decided to do the 10KM walk. Bring it on.

8 comments:

Heather said...

I've seen those runners (we have them here, too), and I'm not sure I want to join them. I'm more of the determined walking ilk.

Captain Karen said...

Oh I'm not a runner either Heather. With my bad knees and arthritic toes...not going to happen. However, I just felt part of their "club" as I walked down the same path.

Milla said...

Whooooo hoooo!!!
That's the spirit!!!

Walking is great isn't it? Running is madness, jogging is crazy, walking is fun! Take a camera with you, because you don't know what beauties your eyes might be able to spot :)

tweetey30 said...

good luck karen.. i dont run.i hate running but like doing other things that make me sweat... hope all is well and you get more walks like these in..

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nwtrunner said...

Karen - unlike some of your other commenters, I do like running and have done it for about 30 years and have no plans to stop! Walking is fine too. So are hiking, skiing, biking, swimming, yoga... whatever gets you going! And you can take a camera with you when running too Milla - I've taken some excellent photos on the roads :-) Keep at it Karen!

Barbara Bruederlin said...

I think the key is to find that determination and to stay obsessed with it. That's what I try to do (with varying degrees of success) every day. Enjoy your walks!

Gardenia said...

Cap'n Karen, I am back to walking - as my Doc Lovely swears that 3 miles a day will give us back our waistlines. Something to do with the way the body handles the stress hormone, cortisol - or something like that. It's killing me, I love/hate it. No, I have to admit, I feel better. And it's better than leaning on the elliptical and becoming so bored, I quit after 1.5 miles....grandson made me hike the swamp with him yesterday, I thought I was going to have to crawl home the last 20 minutes of the hike. Jogging would finish off what padding was left in my knees and break my old feet!

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