Because it's totally up to you. Everyday. Your day, your life, is made up of your choices. You choose, either "to do" or "not to do" what you want. You make time for what you want, or you make excuses for why you can't. Most limits in life are self imposed. We think thoughts like "I could never do that", or "that's just not me" or "I don't' have the time"........and so we are choosing "not to do"........and we go on surviving through life. OR, we have moments when we think "maybe I could", or "I wonder if I could", or maybe even "I am doing this".....and we choose "to do".....and instead of just surviving through life, we thrive. When you see your choices, your actions, your motivation... making your life better, making it the life you want it to be, you realize that how far you go is really in your hands. It is hard to believe that is true until you do it. But whatever aspect of life we are talking about, not just running/working out.....how far we go, and how successful we are is all about our choices.
What brought all that on you may be wondering?? I came across a quote this morning. I am stealing this quote off of 280 to 26.2's blog...who stole it from another blog...who stole it from the Nike ad it is originally from. Again, I say, not a Nike fan, but I am a fan of motivating quotes.
You pretended the snooze button didn’t exist. You dragged your butt out of bed while others slept. While others ate their pancakes you had a feast of protein, glucose and electrolytes. You double-knotted. You left the porch light on and locked the door behind you. You ran 5Ks, 10Ks, 26.2 miles. Some days more, some days less. You rewarded a long run with a short run. And a short run with a long run. Rain tried to slow you. Sun tried to microwave you. Snow made you feel like a warrior. You cramped. You bonked. You paid no mind to comfort. On weekends. On holidays. You made excuses to keep going. Questioned yourself. Played mind games. Put your heart before your knees. Listened to your breathing. Sweat sunscreen into your eyes. Worked on your farmer’s tan. You hit the wall. You went through it. You decided to be man about it. You decided to be woman about it. Finished what you started. Proved what you were made of. Just kept putting mile after mile on your interval odometer. For 25 years, you ran. And we ran with you. How much farther will we go? As far as you will.