S: 11,350m, 266′
B: 126.98mi, 390′
R: 39.12mi, 335′
I guess the thing to talk about this week is consequences, as that word was one of the first words on my mind at the beginning of the month, and then again at the ~end of the month (Sunday).
I rang in the new year, as I mentioned before, in Canada with the bros. This may be surprising, but we drank a lot (pictures not forthcoming, but some basic snooping would probably turn them up). New Years Day I decided I would “run later” after we had started driving. The drive home felt like it was moving at a crawl, and by 6p I was barely into Connecticut. I finally dropped some friends off, and, not wanting to arrive in NJ at 10-11p and have to run in the freezing cold outside, found a friend to let me crash at her place… and fortunately, her complex had a 24/7 gym. As such:
It was only a 30′ run, and I finished it. So that’s that. His response, a short while later:
Consequences. There’s that word.
Flash forward to this past weekend. Saturday was a pretty jam packed day:
3:30p leave for airport
7p land in Philly
8:30p begin birthday festivities for my buddy Johan, who had flown in from Cali to celebrate.
I had packed only the essentials: clean pair of underwear, socks, and t-shirt, running shoes, and my Garmin. I was planning on getting my 75′ run in during the day Sunday, before my 6p flight back to Florida.
Sunday rolled around, and I spent the majority of the morning doing the same in my bed. I wasn’t hungover, I just felt like crap — exhausted, and the pizza from the night before wasn’t sitting great. A diner breakfast didn’t improve things, and I pushed my run back to “later in the afternoon,” hoping that I’d feel better. Eventually, I came to the conclusion I’d be running when I landed in Florida… about 10p or so. Sweet.
Got on my flight, ate some food, rested a bit, landed, got some PowerBar snacks and a Monster…. and I still felt awful/exhausted/bleh. I dutifully put on my running shoes, Garmin, and HRM, and sat on my bed at about 10:10p and texted my coach, giving him a brief synopsis of what had happened and asked if I could switch my 75′ run this evening with my 60′ run for Monday, hoping for some pity. After giving him 10′ to respond, I set out on my run with a 30′ alarm set to go off at the turn around point.
As I started running, I started thinking back to our tweets on Jan 1, and what I had learned from him so far. There aren’t any secrets or shortcuts to training. Slacking off, not doing your work has consequences. Conversely, doing the work, taking care of yourself, etc etc, also has consequences: meeting and exceeding the goals you’ve set in place for yourself. I’ve got a lot of goals set in place for not only this year, but for the years that will follow, and I don’t want to set the precedent of being able to talk myself (or my coach) out of doing the prescribed work. On top of all that, I like being able to brag (yay ego boost!) about having not had a day off since Dec 17, and I wasn’t going to ruin that streak out of laziness. If Brian wanted me to run 60′ on Sunday, that’s what he would have told me to do. But he told me to do 75.’
So when the 30′ turnaround alarm hit, I kept chugging for another 7.5′, and then turned around. 37.5′ later I was done, and happy about it.
On that run, I thought a lot about the positive aspect of consequences – all the good things that come out of following through on plans. It can relate to training, work, relationships, or even partying (I suppose), but just get it done if you said you will. You can also use the negative idea of consequences as an equally powerful motivator – all the things that will go wrong, won’t happen, etc if you don’t follow through with X. For the science nerds, recall it has been presented as: When a first body exerts a force F1 on a second body, the second body simultaneously exerts a force F2 = −F1 on the first body. This means that F1 and F2 are equal in magnitude and opposite in direction. (Newton).
For every action there is a
reaction consequence. For every consequence there is a reaction. Make sure your consequences make you a better person.