Some Days Are Just Harder

Ever have that feeling that your legs are made of lead?  Or maybe that your arms feel like limp spaghetti?  Well, my Sunday run was all of that and more.  Usually when I'm running the track, half miles and even miles can go by pretty quickly.  I'll look down at my gps and see, "great, only 2 miles to go."  Sunday was a different story.  I kept checking the gps every 0.25 miles, which is stupid because I'm on a freaking track and I KNOW that I only ran a lap.  The B was even cooperating in the stroller and there was no wind.  All the same, my legs did not want to move.

I found myself saying the same things in my head with every lap, trying to encourage myself.  Simple phrases like:

1. The harder it feels the stronger you're getting
2. Every step is one step closer 
3. Don't stop or you won't start again

Motivational thoughts reminded me of an e-card I saw on someone's FB page.

If preventing the thigh clap doesn't inspire, I don't know what will.

What motivational thoughts go through your head on the tough days?

I'll leave you with this final image as proof that perseverance pays off.  My workaholic Father has officially retired and now his garden is his pride and glory.  For the past few months he has been pursuing, (in caddy shack fashion), the gopher that killed 4 of his carpet roses.  At one time he was successful in capturing a gopher toe in the trap.  Just last night he sent me this picture via email with the subject line, finally.  He also said he verified that it was the same gopher as it is missing a toe.



This big guy didn't have a chance once Dad set his sights on him.