By Guest Blogger – Gordon Simmons
I started running almost 10 years ago. I’m not a very big guy, and one day I got on the scales and realized I was technically obese—more than 35 pounds over my ideal body weight. So, that very night, I announced to my family that the next morning, I was going to go for a run.
Yes, they did laugh a bit. But I didn’t mind. The idea of me getting up early was laughable enough, let alone getting up early to run. But I was determined, and at 6:00 am the next morning, there I was, tying my sneakers and deciding which direction to go.
I made it all of about four blocks before I had to stop. My heart was pounding. My head hurt. I couldn’t breathe. It felt terrible.
And I felt great!
Sure, you could say it seemed like a pretty miserable failure. I only ran four blocks. For some reason, though, I didn’t see it that way. To me, I had done something fabulous. I got up and RAN. Yes, only four blocks, but the distance wasn’t the point. I didn’t expect to get very far. I decided to focus on the victory in the situation: I followed through on a promise to myself!
As I continued to get up each morning to run, I started going further and further each day, just a little bit more every time. In the beginning I added just one block a day to my distance. Soon I was able to add two blocks, and later still I added more distance until I made it up to 3 miles.