living in the now

Still rambling about running. Sometimes other things.

Motivated by others (maybe)

It's been an interested day in the running world. My good friend Travis completed a longtime goal of his by completing Grindstone, a seemingly insane distance of 100 miles. Another friend had a great time at the Army Ten Miler. Then there's Chicago ... so many unbelievable stories from Chicago. 

I'm kind of tired of getting motivated, only to have it go away. Get motivated, have some good runs, get unmotivated and feel like all of my goals are out of reach. 

Then repeat. I'm like an old washing machine that washes and rinses and won't stop repeating. I need to be turned off by hand and put in the dryer for a whole new start. 

It's rare, though, that the accomplishments of others get me motivated. Perhaps that sounds selfish. I'll admit it; it is. I LOVE hearing stories from PRs and people marking things off bucket lists, but rarely does it impact my frame of mind. 

Today, though, I feel like I experienced races through others. There were some euphoric feelings that I had that I've had only when I've had those same things happen to me. 

At the end of this week I'm headed to the Runner's World Festival somewhat injured. (Sign up and join me!) My left foot has been bothered by a mostly mild case of plantar fasciitis. Some days are worse than others, but the more I do some rehab that I learned many years ago, the better it is. 

Two years ago in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, I walked away more motivated than ever because of other runners' stories and accomplishments. That feeling faded rather quickly as I let myself get caught up in my own disappointments and lack of hitting my goals. 

As I look back, I wonder what my problem was. Today feels ... different. A lot of days this year have felt different. I can't explain what that feeling is like -- I just feel it. I don't know what "it" is though. 

I rare have knee-jerk reaction blogs anymore. I hope I'm not caught up in the moment and that today really is different and is a feeling that lasts. 

The only way to know is time ... and more writing. Here's to trying to put more effort to this, again.