So last week I reached new lows of negativity at Aykley Heads XC.
Strange in many ways but not in others.
I’ve always been a glass half full type of guy. But since I took up running I’ve always deep down known how powerful a positive mental attitude can be. PMA got me a long way in those early days running and competing.
At the end of the day, when I started running in 2012 I wasn’t very fit. But my grit and determination always showed through. I wasn’t afraid of “running ugly”.
As I’ve got fitter and stronger and faster I feel like I’ve lost a bit of that edge. And that came to a new low last week.
Maybe it’s the power of blogging, but I was lucky enough to have someone read my blog and care enough to give their point of view. And I really needed it and appreciated it.
Now, last week’s blog was a true reflection of the demons that had been going through my mind. But perhaps the blog was overly dramatic for effect…
That said the person picked up on a number of points and challenged me to think again about my attitude and approach.
The person shall remain anonymous but, long story short, the exchange really made me realise how negative I had allowed myself to be.
Having spent Sunday to Wednesday in Barcelona on a work trip I had some “me” time to write a daily journal and set about sorting out my bad habits.
At the same time I was reading the self help book “The Compound Effect” and a lot of the advice in there was resonating…
So I put in place a positive morning routine –
– get up 6.30am
– drink a pint of water
– think about 3 things I’m grateful for
– complete a 5-10min strength exercise routine
– run
– shower
– breakfast
– write daily journal
I felt better on Monday having merely set about improving my daily routine.
To be honest, running and training wise this week has been nothing to write home about.
On Wednesday I was looking to complete my only harder running session of the week which was to be 4x 5mins at threshold with 1min rest.
Unfortunately the hotel gym had other ideas and the treadmill kept on cutting out above 16km/h!
So I had to finish the workout short.
Not to worry – PMA. One curtailed session is nothing in the grand scheme of things.
Fast forward to Friday night and the usual pre race demons were surfacing…
What’s the matter with my right hamstring? Probably just the squats I’ve been doing for the first time in over a year!
Why have I got athletes foot appearing the day before the race! Who cares, it won’t stop me running well!
Day of the race and the weather warnings come out! Oh no, wind and rain! Who cares, everyone will have to deal with it, I’ll deal with it better than most!
PMA, PMA, PMA
Start line, Fast Pack gathers. Last week’s attitude – “I’m not worthy, may as well cry and not try!”. This week’s attitude – “I deserve to be here, I have earned my place, I am grateful to these guys for bringing out the best in me”
Gun goes off…
I am running with intent.
Last week’s attitude. Don’t feel great. Hold back. Slow down. This week’s attitude – I’m in the thick of it, I’m in the Pack, I’m loving this!
What a difference a week makes.
I really ran properly this week. Yes it got tough. Yes it got very hard in the really muddy sections, especially the back end of the second and third lap.
But I dug in. I stayed grateful for the Fast Pack guys that I was racing against and everyone giving their all competing.
I concentrated on a few positive self talk ideas. The word “compete” was repeated at times. And I tried to focus on my breathing.
I felt like I ran well. Yes I slowed in miles 5 and 6 but…
I just hope I can keep up my routine, keep with the positive thinking, remain grateful, keep believing in the compound effect of consistent endurance running training and fully realise my potential in racing.
But just don’t mention the fact the Fast Pack had to run further than everyone else! It’s the taking part that counts!
Any frustration that I feel on that will have to be taken out on the Norman Woodcock 5 miler next week where I will be looking to smash my PB of 31.16 from 2012.