It is sad to think of the time that I spent day dreaming of running. It is even worse to think of the years that I neglected my body. And, I can't help but to wonder where I would be today if I had only had the courage to start running when I was younger. I am sure that had I started running at an earlier age it would have made my a more confident and disciplined man. Granted, I understand that discovering running and the peace of mind and utter joy it brings me now is also having a profound effect upon me and an important transformation. Regrets are a powerful force in our lives and most often people allow them to weigh them down, but I honestly refuse to allow that to happen to me. I have my regrets and think of them often, but I look at my regrets as fuel for action and change. I hate myself for not having taken to running earlier. I can remember watching runners with an awe and wishing that I could run like they did, but always thinking I was to fat and slow. But that regret isn't going to cripple me. That regret is going to be what forces me to get up at 4:30am take to hits off of an inhaler, eat some toast and an orange, drink a cup of coffee, and hit the road. Regrets are my fuel, not my anchor.
Workout -- 12 days of Christmas
- Lap around the indoor track (1/15 of a mile)
- Step up (each leg)
- Bird Dogs
- Russian Twits (with 6lb weighted ball)
- Push ups
- Prisoner Squats (with an elbow to knee leg raise on each side)
- Side oblique crunches (each side)
- Crossover Crunch (each side)
- Fire Hydrants
- Lunges w/ 12lb weighted ball (each leg)
This is one of my favorite songs to listen to while running. I just puts me in a very peaceful frame of mind and forces is me to realize the power of seemingly insignificant choices.