I like
trying new things and challenging myself, so about four years ago I decided to
attempt a half-marathon. I thought that if I wanted to run 13.1 miles, all I
had to do was start training seven weeks before the race – the first Saturday
I’d run 6 miles, the second Satuday 7, and so on. During the week I’d run
anywhere from 3-5 miles per day. I put the treadmill on the same speed every
time I ran – 6 miles an hour.
When race
day arrived, I was super nervous. As I first started running, I kept worrying I
was going too fast or too slow. My knee started hurting about halfway through. At
a few places, I felt like I wanted to give up. But I did it! Crossing that
finish line was a great feeling, even though my entire body ached like crazy
and I kind of wanted to pass out. I didn’t go in with a specific goal in mind
besides just to finish. When I learned my time – two hours and six minutes – I
was proud of my accomplishment.
But I knew
I could do better. I could finish in two hours.
I went
on-line and found a training program. To my surprise I wasn’t just supposed to
run, I was supposed to cross-train. I walked, biked, lifted, even did aerobics
and yoga. And the program had me running at different speeds on different days.
Not only did I become stronger, I became faster.
I made
other changes as well. I broke down and went to an actual running gear store where
a guy observed my form and helped me pick out the perfect pair of shoes (before
that, my perfect pair of running shoes was defined as “whatever is on sale in a
color I like”). I watched what I ate, I got enough sleep. I bought orange
sports drinks, then promptly gave them to my husband and bought grape instead
(orange sports drinks are terrible).
When my
second half-marathon race day arrived I was still nervous, but under that
nervousness I felt good. I was ready.
And when the starting pistol fired, I decided I was just going to have
fun.
I jammed
out to Lady Gaga on my iPod. I smiled at the spectators lining the streets. I
jumped up and waved at my husband when he couldn’t find me at the sea of
runners. I still struggled at certain points, but nothing like my first race.
When I rounded
the final corner, I saw the official clock and knew I was going to accomplish
my goal. I practically floated across the finish line with the biggest smile on
my face, my final time an hour and fifty-six minutes. I felt good, physically
and mentally.
My writing
journey has been a lot like my running journey.
I’ve
learned if I want to publish a novel, I can’t just write in a vacuum. Don’t get
me wrong, I know I need to spend a lot of time advancing the plot of said novel
if I ever want to finish it, but I shouldn’t ignore other “cross-training”
activities that can improve my craft. Like creating character sketches,
attending writing conferences, writing short-stories, playing word-association
games, even just plain reading. One of my friends says she’s more creative when
she spends fifteen minutes coloring (yes, with crayons!) before she writes.
What sorts
of “cross-training” activities do you like to do?
Alice! You are so awesome, I knew you ran but I had no idea that how serious you were about it. You are inspiring to say the least. I love this post and agree with it completely. Art is one of my biggest inspirations and a strong second for things I love to do. I think the more you develop that side of yourself the better you will be in each area. Great post!
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