A few months ago, I wrote about a challenge that I issued to myself: run a series of 5k races, each about a month apart, and try to get faster. At the time I wrote the post, it was a goal I set.
I ran the first race in the series on St. Patrick’s Day and noted my time, then I recently ran the second race. And got slower! OK, only four seconds slower on a tougher course, but still. I am going in the opposite direction of where I want to go.
I had to look at what went wrong. I know that to get faster race times, I have to practice running fast. I started out this winter going to the track each week. Even when there was a coating of slush and ice on the track, I did speed work. My breath came in foggy puffs as I labored around the track, but I pushed myself each week.
The first 5k was the beginning of my spring racing schedule. It was followed, in rapid succession, by a 10k, a trail half marathon, another 10k, a monster trail 25k…. You get the idea. Each week, I would think “I should go to the track.” Each week, I would not go. I do not recover as quickly as I once did, and I reasoned that I did not want “dead” legs for the upcoming race; I always had an upcoming race. Poor planning on my part.
The goal that I had set for myself was not a goal at all; it was more of a wish. As Antoine de Saint-Exupery said “A goal without a plan is just a wish.” I wished I was faster, but I never really did much to make myself be faster. Ugh! Failure!
So, now what? Abandon the project? Set more realistic goals? My friends and family know that I am just a teensy bit stubborn (my husband is rolling on the floor laughing as he reads this). I am reluctant to change my goal. I think it is attainable if I am willing to put in the work.
I have failed more times than I can count at things big and important and at those small and inconsequential. My first year of teaching was a huge failure. I had a terrible, combative attitude towards my students; I was teaching a confusing curriculum in an inept way. My goal was to eke my way through each miserable day. At the end of the year, I found a new job, and the profession I spent four years working toward seemed like an unrealistic goal.
Seven years (and two more babies) later, I had the opportunity to substitute teach. I loved it! My attitude towards students had changed; I let them know that I was on their side, and that we were going to get through the lesson together. I loved the subject matter and the curriculum; the administration was supportive. When the principal offered me a full time job for the next year, I jumped at the opportunity and spent the next 30+ years teaching at the same school. I was a good teacher. I loved the profession and my students.
When I began running marathons, my goal was to qualify for Boston. I tried to do everything right – I trained hard, ran lots of long runs, did hill workouts and tempo runs, rested in the days leading up to the race, but I failed six (or was it seven?) times before I finally qualified in Eugene, OR, after a late night of music, fun and even a beer (maybe two) with my husband and son. The distraction from my pre-race jitters was exactly what I needed.
I did not look anything like the women in this picture.
I have failed at knitting (the sweater I was trying for ended up as a tangled up half-finished mess), at running hurdles in high school (two words – bruised shins), and I fail miserably every single time at seeing those 3-dimensional hidden pictures.
The point isn’t that I have failed many, many times; it is that I have succeeded at all. True, I will never knit a sweater for a new grandchild, but I learned that knitting is not for me (my attention wanders, and I lose track of stitches). If I wouldn’t have kept trying to qualify for Boston, I would never have had one of the most remarkable experiences of my life. At Boston every runner is a rock star for the entire 26.2 miles. Even when I failed at my first year of teaching, I learned (after subsequent reflection) that students are not the enemy, and the first order of the day is to make sure we are all on the same side.
The tricky part is to know when to move on and when to keep trying. I could have attempted to knit another sweater or scarf, but I really didn’t enjoy it, and I didn’t have to do it, so I put it aside. I learned something about myself in the process. To immediately give up on Boston or teaching, however, would have robbed me of two big accomplishments, both of which increased my self-confidence. In each case, I found changes I was capable of making which vastly improved my ability to be successful.
In order to determine whether to give something up as a lost cause, you first must ask yourself “Is my goal realistic?” If I needed to shave, say, two hours off my marathon time to qualify for Boston, I probably would have had to come up with a new goal. I only needed to get faster by 25 minutes, which seemed realistic.
The next question is “Am I willing to do what is necessary to achieve my goal?” In the case of my sweater, the answer was “No.” I was not willing to pay attention to counting stitches and endure the painfully slow process of producing a sweater. My sister is a talented knitter, and has made beautiful sweaters, baby blankets, etc. Sadly, I do not have the same patience and talent.
The final question to ask yourself is “What is the plan?” De Saint-Exupery is right. You need a map (or at least a pretty good idea) of how to get from here to there. If you don’t have a plan, you don’t have a goal; you have a wish. I had a training plan for each marathon I ran, but as it turned out, I not only needed the plan, I needed to relax (and a little serendipity).
So. My 5k goal. Is it realistic? Yes. I think it is. I am not trying to run races as fast as I did when I was in my prime. I just want to get a little faster than I am now. Am I willing to do what is necessary? Yes. I went back to the track this week. I ran 1200 meter and 800 meter intervals. Do I have a plan? Yes. My plan is to do at least one speed workout a week. Usually intervals at the track. If I don’t have a race, I may also do a tempo run. Am I holding on to my goal? Pfffttt! Of course! Will I be able to accomplish it?
Here is another quote by de Saint-Exupery “Your task is not to foresee the future, but to enable it.” I must plan in order to enable the future I want.
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