I was agitated, happy, fidgety, but most of all NERVOUS. I had ran more than five kilometers many times before, but the fact that there was a tracking chip on my shoe, and that I wasn't Camila, but Runner 365, changed the situation. It wasn't the same as running many times around my local street. I was being timed; this was what scared me the most. I had only timed myself once before, and I ran a five-kilometer distance in more than 35 minutes a couple of months ago, so I hadn't the least idea what to expect. No expectations, no disappointments? Was that how the saying went? Well, I could only agree to some extent, because though you can't get disappointed, you do get extremely nervous, in my case.
25:30 minutes later. "What's your name? Age?" and the number 36 was scribbled down on a paper. Runner 365 had beaten her record by more than 10 minutes! I was so thrilled, that behind all that exhaustion and possible collapsation, the first thing I did was go get my medal. It wasn't clear what that number 36 meant, but all I knew was that I beat my record. I had pushed my limits. |
I would have never thought I'd find myself writing one of these (what I'd call) "cheesy" posts, but I had never viewed from a different perspective. Behind all the support, all the positive remarks, and all the opinions, I came to realize that what truly allows you to push limits is yourself. Nobody has the power to motivate someone more than the person itself. There were moments where I started considering slowing my pace, but began thinking, "Is this actually my limit? Or is it just my mindset?". I don't think someone else would have asked me this because they wouldn't have known how much I wanted to beat my record.
Today I learned that self-motivation, is the greatest kind of motivation, if one is truly willing to believe in him/hers
elf. I pushed my limit today, and today my limit has improved. Will I push it again tomorrow?