I find that it’s hard, in the heat of the moment, to see progress along any kind of journey. Be it fitness or weight loss or anything where we start from Point A and move along a steady path, I think we remain too close to the matter at hand.
My head tells me that I’ve done good work. I have earned new PRs over the last three years. I have mastered new distances and conquered new challenges. I mean, had anyone suggested, a few years back, that I would voluntarily drag my body over 26.2 miles, I probably would have cracked a rib laughing at the absurdity of it all. But that’s exactly what I did in January of this year, and I know that I could do it again if the mood ever struck.
I am notorious for being hard on myself and not appreciating the strides I have made, rather stewing over the strides I think I should have made. However, when I was writing my recap of the third anniversary of our first race, I came across this picture, which made me realize something.
Things have changed.
Mr PugRunner has come a long way. He is stronger and faster. He no longer needs blood pressure medication and his cholesterol is now normal. I, too, am faster, and I have stopped hiding my legs with black capris regardless of the heat. On top of that, we have challenged ourselves, tested ourselves physically in ways I never thought we would, and found so many wonderful friends in a supportive community.
These are the measures of progress I tend to forget. In the quest for farther and faster, I admit to losing sight of all the bits and pieces along the way.
There is still work to be done. I have goals that have yet to be met and I know Mr PugRunner is looking at some redemption half marathons. We are works in progress and while we have so many miles to go, it’s motivating to see, in photos and stats, how far we have actually come.
We are halfway through 2015, and I’m thrilled with how the year is going. The next six months promise to be even better!
How do you measure your progress?
What are some of your goals for the rest of the year?