I woke up today and wondered where the truck was that ran me over was. The only thing I did yesterday was run. I ran 3 miles after work, nothing new or difficult or unusual for me. It wasn’t fast or slow, just average for me. Today it felt like I did something out of the ordinary, enough so that I laid in bed wondering if I really wanted to go work out. I didn’t just wonder if I should run, I wondered if I should even work out. At first I thought I would go work out but if I do Tabata I like to have at least an hour in which to spend working all my junk out. So I kicked my ass into my running clothes and when I was finished getting my husband ready for work and making his breakfast I headed out. I decided to run a harder route but one that I’ve run before. It started with a big ass hill which always makes you feel awesome once you crest the top of it. As expected, mile 1 was slow with the typical “why are you doing this” and “you’re super slow, just go home” conversations in my head. The Ukrainian pressed on to finish and as it always does my running knocked the shit out of the tired feeling that was taking over just 30 minutes earlier. Now right now I’m suffering from the post lunch food coma married with the sitting in the sun for :45 minutes slump which has nothing to do with my slow starting morning. I always feel better when I go for a run when I’m tired in the morning. Not every run is great or even good for that matter but every run that happens when your just tired always ends up with me being happy that I went and much more awake. I’ve never been sorry that I’ve gone for a run tired because I feel not only stronger but better and healthy and good. The mental happiness from running is ridiculously addictive and makes me want to do more following every time I buckle down and just get it done. If you don’t love it, don’t do it but do find something that you do love and do that. Strive to be as healthy as you can and as strong as you can every day.
You know people say all the time that you should do what you love. The other day someone at work, who is among the group of people whom I torture with all my workouts and runs and successes all the time, told me I should teach fitness. After I giggled I thought about and then I took a stroll through my Facebook photos and it was clogged with pictures of me before, during and after runs and Tabata routines, stationary bike rides and strength training. In fact it’s all I talk about when I’m not talking about my kids. I’m sort of obsessed with working out and my running endeavors and not just a little bit…a LOT! They pretty much all look like these:
So I gave it some more thought sort of seriously and sans sarcasm for the most part, and here is what I think about that.
I really wouldn’t want to teach fitness classes for many reasons. The thought of jumping ship and leaving the comfort of a 9-5 job isn’t realistic for me because I like my job and it’s way to scary to think about not having one at the moment. If, perhaps I could think about it for a moment pretending that I could ever do that (but won’t or at least won’t right now or in the near future) Let’s consider some things. I hear all the time of people like James Lawrence aka The Iron Cowboy (reading his book which is AMAZING btw) and Kelly Roberts @KellyKKRoberts who found her voice through sheer will, tragedy, a sister who just wouldn’t quit and people who believe in her to create a way of life. Whether that’s forever or just for now who knows. What matters is that it’s working. Either out of sheer necessity, part insanity and by stumbling along trying to find themselves and their purpose, they found themselves a lifestyle that they mostly love. Mostly because like every job it has it’s ups and downs and sheer shitty days. I’ve followed along with both of them, one in a blog / Twitter / Podcast kind of way and the other through reading his words and experiences chronicled on a tightly kerned tiny printed pages of his book 50|50|50: Redefining Impossible. Read it if you want to see what determination looks like!
I sometimes wonder what it would be like to just go for something seemingly crazy and try to make a go of it. I think about how scary that must be with bills to pay and kids to feed. What a leap of faith and utter confidence in percentages leaning more toward success over failure. Maybe someday when my kids are on their own and life is a little easier to keep me busy. What would it be like to blog and get paid for it? What the hell would I write about or would I write about exactly what I do now…my daily thoughts and experiences? I think about what it would be like to get sponsored to go have fun doing something I’m really passionate about and perfect my craft for a purpose. I love being fit and definitely have more to give if I had time to give it in. What would my perfect dream job look like right now?
It would probably involve one or all or a combination of the following things none of which are probably realistically one role but wouldn’t that be amazing!
- Motivational speaking impressing upon people the differences between I can’t and I don’t want to and time management. I can’t stand those two words because it’s all bullshit unless you’re in a wheelchair or have seriously extreme conditions that actually prevent you from getting it done. I don’t subscribe to excuses and I think society uses them all to often.
- Working to spread awareness and raise money to help a cause like Epidermolysis Bullosa (Butterfly Children).
- Personal Fitness. I am driven and motivated and determined and I truly believe that you can do anything you set your mind to which sometimes means that you need a little help from someone doing it. What would this look like given I haven’t ever run a marathon or trained anyone and I have no certifications of any kind, just a lot to offer in terms of focus and motivation that can be delivered with a smile and some fun. Probably more along the lines of helping people find a routine, find their limits and stay on track. Do you really need a certification for that? I guess if you do if you want to get paid and if you don’t want to get sued.
So, that’s where I stand on that thought. Till the day comes where I’m sitting in a boardroom with a totally amazing offer with some serious dough attached to it or I find a crazy opportunity that I just can pass up I’ll stay right here in mainstream America doing a job I love with people that are amazing and continue to be fit, write blogs and encourage the masses to be their best.