Something really awesome happened this weekend, not to me, it happened to one of my athletes during our Saturday group run.
The run itself was seemingly unremarkable- miserable is probably an appropriate descriptor- it was 46 degrees and raining. Part of our route went through a closed road which is under construction that the rain turned into a muddy mess and we had to cross this section twice since the course was out-and-back. I’m talking mud the texture of quicksand, for a good 75 feet.
|Okay, this MAY be a slight exaggeration.|
The route I picked was pretty hilly. Well, in fairness, it was not just hilly, it was HILLY. Several large, long, steep, scary hills. Naturally, I did not warn my athletes, I just told then which direction to go and they headed out, me peddling my bike along side of them.
|But their legs, sadly, were pretty much toast at this point.|
|Here she is in between Hill #1 and Hill #2.|
|You earned it Beth!|
This is why I so willingly challenge my athletes with hills. I know they hate it but hills expose runners for what they truly are. Hills build character and tenacity. They are just like any other life struggle, you’ll discover more about yourself in the middle of them than at any other time. Avoiding challenges is not a habit we should get into, in running or in life.
|Are you a hill seeker?|
Way to go Beth!! I know you’ve set your sights on a 10K on April 27th and you can bet I’ll be there to hug you when you crush that too.