“Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.” -Jim Morrrison
Yesterday’s Stats (10/13/12)
Distance: 8.35 miles
Pace: 9:05 Min/Mil (Average) – 5:19 Min/Mil (Max)
Arg!! Grr!! Immediately after I stopped running, I checked my stats. I was off 6 seconds from breaking the 9-minute mile pace! Honestly, this irks the mess out of me! I know exactly where I blew the 6 seconds. When I realized my pace was off, I wanted to turn around, walk down my driveway, and start run the route again. I stood on the front porch loudly grumbling.
While running last weekend, I was frightened by a neighbor’s dog. This dog is never allowed to roam the yard. I always hear his bark from behind a wooden fence, but thankfully, until today, I have never seen the beast.
I knew I was in trouble when I came around the corner and the dog was using his hind legs, to ferociously kick dirt on his waste. He scared the crap out of me. I made the quickest U-Turn possible… heart pumping double time and all.
I’ve run twice since that day. While I like my route that runs past this house, intense fear of being bitten by the dog has prevented me twice now from passing the house.
During my run I asked myself what else is FEAR preventing me from accomplishing. I realize that a little fear keeps me from getting my best time. Sounds crazy?
What’s my biggest fear? Dropping dead during or after an intense run from heart failure! Simply pushing myself too hard. Yeah, I’m fit. I get a annual physical, but still. We’ve all read or heard stories of how top athletes have died after completing a marathon run or some other intense workout.
So today, I asked myself. “Okay… so what if I died during or after a run?”
It would certainly be better than dyeing hooked up to tubes and breathing equipment squeezing out my last few breaths of life. Heck, at least I would have checked out while doing something that I love and am extremely passionate about. The fact is when our time is up, we can’t do a darn thing about it, and so as long as I’m taking care of myself and making smart decisions, my life is in God’s hands.
I didn’t spend a lot of time thinking about this fear. The tought was random. I did think about it long enough to inspire me to run harder today. I ran harder, and it showed in my time. Heeeey, I’m siked!