Why Not?

Anna Weber is a newly professional athlete who just achieved a 2:38 marathon, the Olympic Trial Qualifying B standard time, which earns her a spot on the starting line of the USA Olympic Marathon Trials in February 2016.  I really enjoy reading her blog, while she tells her story of normal grad student to putting her life on hold to train full time.

This is an excerpt from one post, when she is talking about getting a coach, or doing whatever it is you need to do to give your best effort for your sport:

“Why not?

I’m always reminded of my mom, and how she would tell me, If it’s a job worth doing, it’s a job worth doing right, whenever I would slack off on anything.

So, why be embarrassed for doing everything you can in order to excel?  I most often hear this when people say they have a coach.  Who says only “good” runners can have a coach?  The beauty of running is that EVERYONE can be good.  If having a coach gets you a PR, or an age group award, or a Boston qualifying time, or helps you stay healthy, or motivated…then why be embarrassed?  If someone is going judge you, let them.  What’s the worst that happens, besides that person looking like a fool?

On the other hand, why wouldn’t you do everything in your power to be the best you can be?  Even if you will never win an award or make it to Hopkinton, why go through the torture of running only to say you didn’t do the best you could?”

Foot report: a few twinges around the ankle at a 5 out of 10 on the pain scale.  Trying to make it until Saturday the 14th until I try running.  Ran out of sports tape.  Again.


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