Running Bun wrote a thoughtful post reflecting on workout-related regrets during her pregnancy. She writes about feeling frustrated and disappointed for not wanting to and not being able to exercise the last trimester. A committed exerciser, she had imagined having a different experience. She got jealous of ladies who could run 8 miles on their due date. Post-pregnancy she doesn’t regret not working out but she regrets the time spent beating herself up about not working out.
Baby now in tow, Running Bun writes “It is such a short period of time and I wish I had taken the time to really enjoy what was happening.”
That struck a cord with me. Not the pregnancy part. The other part.
There is the memory of an up hill run where I became so frustrated at my lackluster performance that I’ve teared up. Actual human tears backed by the real human feelings of that much disappointment.
Did any of that actually make me better at those activities? I can easily say no. I felt disappointed in myself and at times scared to try again. Scared of feeling more disappointment. Being scared to try is the worst.
A goal is a good thing to have, but it’s not the only thing to have. Running Bun (her name is actually Ashley) wishes she cut herself some slack and didn’t forget to actually enjoy the life she was living (instead of the more fit one she imagined).
Setting a goal is on one level an act completely set in fiction, until you actually do it. When you say “I am going to run a marathon” or “I am going to take a yoga class” or “I am going to pay $100 to only drink juice today” for that brief moment, you have to believe it. But if a goal is worth it, it’s probably not easy. You have to believe it 10000 more times. You have to believe it when it’s really hard to believe it. You have to deal with the negative feelings. Somehow, and ideally in a way that does not beget more negative feelings. This is really hard to do. (For me at least.)
Goals are important, as are training schedules but they aren’t divine rulings. They are helpful guidelines that keep you accountable. You’re not a failure or less of a “real runner” if you don’t follow Hal Higdon to the word. Even if someone else does.
Too many negative feelings either make you a miserable person or a quitter, neither of which is good.
A real challenge for me is to figure out a way to deal with the feelings of “not being there yet” or of “temporary discomfort” in a way that make it better, not worse. To accept there will be bad runs. That sometimes you will not be able to do crow pose. That you might never be able to do crow pose. But that it’s okay. That you are still good. That you should still keep trying.
A goal is a flag post for a future moment in time. But I don’t think it’s supposed to mean that you’re not happy until that time.
- Look for incremental success (ie: what is a mini tiny goal within the main goal thats worth celebrating)
- Cut myself some slack. That’s a concept a buddhist I grew friendly with when I lived in DC shared with me and it still feels really empowering. We always are told “cut him/her some slack” like it’s only a thing we can give to other people. But we can also try to give ourselves a break. To not be so hard or so strict or so mean. Take a break and give yourself the mental space to come back without so much pressure.
It feels really effing good to meet a goal. Accomplishing things is good. But a lot more of your life can be good if you don’t live and die with every failed attempt along the way. So I hear.
I struggle with this a ton. Not just when it comes to fitness. Does anyone have other tips on how to stay committed and stay happy? How do you bounce back after a bad stint?