Today’s Workout: 4 miles outside. 2 mile warm up, 1 mile @ tempo 7:15, 1 mile cool down.***
Okay so I lied about my family all gathering together, eating copious amounts of food, and playing games all in honor of Rachelle’s Pity Party.
There was actually a reason for our impromptu family fiesta! An event much more important and something worth celebrating. Much more important than the fact that I learned a great big adult lesson with a $500 price tag, realized that my mortgage is upside down, and I am stuck in my house until I disintegrate. Ahem…..seriously moving on!
We were celebrating my Dad’s Birthday!
As I mentally prepare for this upcoming marathon I think back to all the important lessons I have learned from my father. My Dad will be the first person to admit that he thinks distance running is absolutely ridiculous. He may think it’s crazy (it is) but he has taught me so many lessons that have helped me to become the runner and individual that I am.
My Dad is a true born leader and a very inspired individual. He is a teacher that inspires youth, a coach that motivates and transforms lives and he truly is one of those few hero’s among us. This is especially evident by the amount of letters, praise, and thank yous he gets from past students and ball players he has worked with throughout the years.
I have always admired my Dad and he definitely reiterated his level of endurance, heart, and ambition to me when he embarked upon a new career shift 2 years ago. He willingly accepted a coaching position at a brand new high school and was asked to start a Basketball program from the ground up. Many of the players he worked with had never even played basketball before, they had no basic fundamentals, and they down right stunk! They lost every single game except one that first season and just watching those games I would bury my face in my hands to hide my embarrassment. I could not possibly comprehend how my Dad could stick with it, stay positive, and compliment the team on all of they’re minor improvements. He never once uttered a negative word, never complained, and worked day and night doing what he loved. He would leave for work at 5:30am, teach all day, coach all night and get home most days around 10:00pm yet still he never complained. Two years later through his unconditional love, support, encouragement and perseverance his team is on track for a great season and one of the most highly anticipated teams to watch in 2011.
My Dad may hate endurance running but his example of endurance and unconditional love has taught me everything I need to know about the sport.
As I run 26.2 miles this Saturday I will repeat my Dad’s favorite saying over and over again in my head: Endure to the end.
“Some people want it to happen, some wish it would happen, others make it happen.” Michael Jordan
Happy Birthday Dad!! Thank you for teaching me to always “light my way to success” and never give up until I make it happen.