Usually when I go to physio I run. The therapist works on my foot for a bit, then he sends me to the treadmill to do some run/walk intervals to see how the pain is.
About halfway through my time on the treadmill a lady came over to use the recumbent bike next to me. When she was done she asked me how long I had been on the treadmill for. I told her 20 minutes, but I wasn’t running the whole time. She said she wished she had my running “abilities” and then she went off to finish her treatment.
Her comment totally made me smile. To her, I was a runner. It didn’t matter to her that I was doing intervals, it didn’t matter that it was only 20 minutes, it didn’t matter that I was sweaty. She was impressed.
I need to remember that even though I’m definitely not where I want to be, or that I’m not even an average runner yet, I’m still moving towards my goal. It’s going to be a lot of work to get there, and it’s not going to happen overnight, but I’ll get there eventually.
Every once in awhile I need a reminder of how far I’ve come.
PS That music video is epic. It’s a must see.