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Remember your why?-First trail 1/2 trail marathon

Each year,  people make resolutions to eat better and exercise more. Some actually take small steps to make a behavioral change, but after the novelty wanes, one returns to former behaviors.  It is difficult to keep those New Years Resolutions. But think about why you wanted to make a change. What made you think about making a change in the first place?  Is something stopping you?  Is it injury? Is it motivation? Is it lack of knowledge?

Find your why. What made you want to make a change in the first place? If you always wanted to try yoga, walking or a new healthy food, do it. There are no limits or deadlines to making a positive change. Start today and make it fun.

In January, I signed up for my first US Masters Swim.  It was fun.  I really suck at swimming, but it was something I wanted to try so I did.  In February, I completed my first 1/2 trail marathon.  It wasn't about speed. It was about remembering why I love to run. Here is the story behind the story.  I fell twice in December and really hurt my hip and leg, but I had already registered for my first trail 1/2 marathon. I had two choices. Drop out or show up on race day, learn  about trail running and have fun. I chose the latter. I remembered why I signed up for this event. It was something I always wanted to do and I love to run. Those two reasons motivated me to show up on race day.   I remembered that this was my fun. I was determined to find the joy in this event. Was it challenging? Yes. Am I glad I did it?  Yes?

What did I learn? As long as I live, there will always be a set back or changes in plans, but I must find a few moments to remember "my why."   No one said you or I had to be great at making healthy changes or trying new things. We just have to start. Take a moment to listen to yourself and remember why you set that goal or thought about trying something new back in January. Then ------------ Execute!

Enjoy the journey,

Coach Stacy


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