I've been trying to run 2 miles under 14 minutes for a little while now.
A few weeks ago I was nearly there.
I had run 2 miles in 14:07 and I knew the next time I ran I would, and could, do it.
Then I got the flu.
A really bad, stay in bed, ache in every part of your body, miserable, flu.
For about a week and a half I was out of commission.
Grrrrrr.
I hate setbacks.
But setbacks are a part of training....they are a part of life.
I've realized that how we deal with setbacks is what sets us apart.
We all have them....so what do we do with them?
So I've been pushing to get back to my goal and this morning I had decided today was the day.
I did a 39 minute bike before my run, so I was already feeling a little tired, but I wasn't going to let that be an excuse.
"Today's the day." I told myself.
I set the treadmill to 8.5, knowing I would have to push the last minute a little harder to reach my goal.
At about 11 minutes I thought I was going to puke.
But I kept pushing.
"What's 3 minutes?" I kept telling myself. "That's nothing."
I hit 13 minutes and knew I needed to go up to about 9.0mph to make it, but I couldn't quite bring myself to do it. So I went up to 8.8.
I was watching my distance slowly creep up but not fast enough.
I bumped the speed up even more...all the while resisting the urge to puke.
"30 seconds, I can do this. That's the length of a commercial. I can do this!"
I bumped the speed up to 10mph for the last 8 seconds.
As soon as I saw 14 minutes hit the clock I slammed on the stop button.
I thought I had done it.
Then my eyes moved to the left and I saw it..... 1.98 miles.
Aghhhhhhhhh!!!!
Disappointment set in. (still fighting the urge to puke).
It's rough to not meet a goal.
But when I came home today I told Shane even though I was disappointed I knew I had made big improvements.
And next time, I WILL do it.