Marathon Training – Week 1 & 2 #RoadtoBerlinMarathon2019

So I missed the first 2 weeks of {my} marathon training……………..

As soon at that first week came along, I dreaded running! I was feeling ill and stressed. Reason being, I was in the lazy period cycle (TMI, I know but I thought I should share wholeheartedly), my dad was having an intensive (scary) surgery (so I was incredibly stressed and scared) and I was also anxious about starting the marathon. Then week 2 came along, my Long Distance Boyfriend came to visit. It’s not that I didn’t know he was coming that I couldn’t plan ahead to schedule my runs. I actually decided to start my training that week specifically so I don’t have to do longer runs when he visits but yet as soon as he was here I did not feel like losing those couple hours with him to tackle on my scheduled running. Yes, I completely put training aside for these reasons. I should feel like a failure but I honestly didn’t/don’t. 

To others, these reasons may sound like just pure excuses to not pull through with the training and it suggests total failure. I get it, I thought the same thing too but I decided to forgive myself for those missed training days and continue on with training, as planned. Basically, putting those days behind me and focusing more on what lies ahead. (Again, I chose to FORGIVE MYSELF, keep that in mind!) 

So I decided to start on Week 3, regardless of those missed days. I tackled Week 3 and Week 4 like a champ! I didn’t miss a day and that totally made up for all the missed days/weeks prior to that. I am honestly proud of myself for being consistent on week 3 and 4; looking forward excitedly to the rest of the training!

EVERYONE HAS A DIFFERENT DEFINITION OF SUCCESS. One of the reasons, I wanted to tackle these missed running weeks on here is because I wanted to reiterate to the world just that: everyone has a different definition of success and there’s no point on being hard on yourself for missing some training days/weeks. Just move forward and start over if you have to! (This goes with anything in life, just saying.)

I believe that: as long as you get back out there to continue on with your training, it should be okay. You go out there again and give it your best no matter what and look at those missed days as a reason to go a little harder. Use those missed days as motivation for yourself to never miss another day/week.

I am finding my own definition of SUCCESS and it {honestly} changes daily. There is no right or wrong. If you look unto others to give you your definition of success, you will often feel more like a failure than someone who is just trying their best.

It is important to appreciate the days that you show up and look at the days you don’t as a motivation to keep trying and pushing a little harder {no pressure, lol}. The best part about marathon training is that it is a long process and there is plenty of room to adjust and modify to whatever is best for you! You just gotta find what is best for you. You do you!

Being able to reach this mindset is an accomplishment for me. I used to be super hard on myself with anything that I do or don’t do. Marathon training (running, in general) taught me so much about self love and believing in myself. I learned to be more loving and understanding with myself through running. 

So, if you missed some days on your training just find a way to let it go and start over. Be more focus on what lies ahead. This concept goes with anything in life. The important thing is that you don’t stop and you don’t give up!

That is my rant for today! Yes, this was a rant because so many of us are out here being so hard on ourselves when we should be the one who is most loving and understanding to ourselves! Stay cool and keep on moving!

As always, thank you for reading!

Yours Truly Yours,

Piawia!
Here some photos of week 1 and week 2 training:

 

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Yeah! You!

You Amazing Mom

Who brought all of us into life.

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Who stood up for us when we couldn’t, YET!

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Who knew our pain when no one else did!

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Who stayed up with us to make sure we’re ok through the night

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Who gave up time for yourself to spend time with us.

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Who stands in front of us

No Rest

No Sleep

You stand here with a smile

Ready to face another battle of life with us.

We admire your unconditional love for us, your passion to keep us all alive!

To all the moms, new and old, soon-to-be’s and one day will be, you are amazing.

Thank you for all you do!

Special thanks to the moms in my life that inspires me and challenges me to be a better person.

Special thanks to my mom for showing me everyday what it means to unconditionally love someone.

Special thanks to my sister and sister-in-law for bringing so much joy in our lives.

(Belated) Happy Mother’s Day to all! (Better Late Than Never)

Thank you all for reading my thoughts!

~Always be kind and always choose love!~ 

Yours Truly Yours,

Piawia!

Forgive, Forget & Love.

January 13, 2019

Today, I realized that I want to write about so many things. As I am starting to type I couldn’t think of putting all my thoughts into one passage. This weekend blessed me with a God Daughter, a 13.1 Mile Finish, a Bullseye, a Spotless Clean Car {for my Dad} & a moment with God I haven’t had in a while, all of which made me grateful for life itself!

 

In this blog, I want to write about my Dad. I’ve been meaning to write about this because this is so close to my heart. MY DAD HAD A STROKE. For the very first time in my life my actual fear happened. I always worried about my parents getting sick and worry about what I would do &  what would happen & then it happens. I was overwhelmed with worry & confusion.

With this incident, I learned a lot about myself and what it means to have a family. You see, not many people know this about me, I was losing faith in mine. The day before my Dad had the stroke, I was angry. Angry at the world for not having my back. I preached and I preached about believing in the Universe but yet I was angry with myself for not trusting that my family had my back. My anger and grudge towards my family caused me to distant myself from them for a while. Of course, they did not know this, it’s not their fault. It was something inside me, I know that my family was there deep inside but the surface part of me was so broken I couldn’t see it myself.  

When the stroke happened to my Dad all of my anger and resentments went away. None of those stupid things mattered. I am just happy he is here with us today. I feel like my family and I are much stronger now than ever.

When that happened so many doors opened up for me. My heart was healed and my mind was clearer: none of those things are more important than loving my family no matter what.

When that happened I realized how short life truly is. I realized how much could change in a day, in an hour, in a minute, in seconds.

When that happened I realized to be grateful for what I have, for what is, for what was and for what is there to come.

When that happened I realized how important it is to learn to love others unconditionally by learning to love myself unconditionally. A different view in life came to me telling me the right way to love someone {I have my Mom to thank for that}.

When that happened I was faced with the reality that I have been selfish.

When that happened I was face with the reality that no one is perfect and that everyone is just doing the best that they could.

When that happened I realized how much my family means the world to me.

When that happened I realized that I was so broken and inflicting all my wounds to my family.

There are many many more things I learned in just that one day. That one moment that changed my life. That one moment that made me want to cherish my time with my parents, to cherish moments of joy and laughter with my family. That one moment that made me realized that I had to heal for others. That one moment that changed my life is the moment I thought I could lose my FATHER. (He is ok, by the way)

“It takes us losing something, someone, ourselves or time to truly appreciate what we once took for granted. I don’t want loss to be the eye opening moment anymore. Why are we so blind to good things?” – Kyle Fasel

Learn to heal yourself instead of inflicting your pain onto others. Learn to heal yourself so that you may cherish the most important people in your life the right way. Learn to heal yourself so that you won’t have any regrets. Learn to heal yourself so that you may help others heal themselves. Learn to heal yourself because you are the only one that could.

My love for my family is an epitome of trust, acceptance (for what is) & forgiveness. Without them my world will never be the same.

 

FORGIVING OUR PARENTS, OUR FRIENDS, OURSELVES

“The holiest of all spots on earth is where an ancient hatred has become a present love.” – A Return to Love, Marianne Williamson.

As always, Thank you for taking a moment to read my thoughts.

Yours Truly Yours,

Piawia.