Happy Tuesday Everyone!!
This weekend turned out to be a HUGE reminder for me. At one point or another, we’ve all been knee deep in training and all of our focus is dedicated to “The Plan”. I have to admit that I’m guilty of currently being in one of these mindsets. I came out of my 50k and my recent half marathon feeling like I need to keep putting in hard work and improve on those performances. There is nothing wrong with this mindset. There is nothing wrong with making goals, smashing them, then setting new goals. But…with this mindset it’s easy for some things to get lost in the grind.
Now I’m only speaking for myself, but when I’m trying to get in XX number of miles or run XX pace, I tend to forget about the whole reason why I do this trail running thing. Well good thing for me, Sunday was a great reminder.
“The Plan” had me running about 20 miles on Sunday and I had three options for what I was going to do for those 20 miles. A buddy in my group posted on Facebook that he was hitting Superstition Peak. WHAAAAAT?!?! This is a peak I’ve been wanting to bag for years now. It’s the highest point around the valley but I don’t know the area or trail system well enough to venture out on my own. He said it would be about 12 miles total with about 3500 feet of elevation gain. First I thought I would go out early, tag some of the easier trails to get in a few miles before we met up. When my alarm went off I decided to roll back over and get a couple more hours of sleep lol.
Well the run ended up being about 8.5 miles and about 3400 feet of elevation gain. According to “The Plan” I was well short of what I needed. When I looked back over the run, I completely forgot all about “The Plan” and just enjoyed everything about this running adventure. It helped remind me how much I truly do love running adventures and need to add more of those into my training. A little clarification, I’m on trails about 99.99% of the time, but lately those runs have been dedicated to building fitness and endurance. This run was different. There was no expectation for time, no pacing that I was trying to hold. This was truly being out in nature, enjoying the wilderness, and visiting an area that was completely new to me. When we got to the summit, we sat down, signed the summit book, and just enjoyed the amazing views from the top. Again, no rush to get off the summit because our pace was suffering, no rush to get off the summit because we needed to be back to the car at a certain time. 100% enjoyable.
I often forget the joy that this sport brings me and I’m glad that at times a little reminder comes along to refresh my memory.
When was your last adventure?
How do you remind yourself about the joys that this sport brings you