I got up at 5:15 this morning, my first night run in many months. What with the ongoing pandemic I can’t run at lunchtime in Belfast so this is really the only time I have to fit some exercise in. I don’t like running first thing but I’ve made a resolution to suck it up, stop whining and just get on with it. Thankfully this morning was dry and mild. But it was dark, very dark. Hence my hi-visibility vest and torchlight on my phone. If nothing else, I was visible to other road users.
The first few steps were hard, they always are, but once I found my stride and established a rhythm I soon forgot about the time and concentrated on my breathing and pace. I knew the route well so could probably have navigated it blindfold but was still grateful for my vest and torch when a few cars sped past. They saw me and I saw them. About half way round I was also rewarded by a beautiful sunrise to my left. It was beautiful and worth the early start.
When the run was over I was tired but glad I’d made the decision to get up and get out there. I now need to ensure it wasn’t a one-off and run regularly. There’s no point starting out with good intentions on a Monday, all laced up and ready to go, when you’re refusing to get out from under the duvet on a cold, wet Wednesday. I need to take the rough with the smooth, the good days with the bad. I must learn to be more consistent.
Consistency isn’t exciting but it’s what make good people, great people. No award winning writer or Olympic winning athlete got where they were on ability alone. They had to do the little things the right way, day after day, over and over again. Small steps. You can’t buy it, you have to earn it and that’s where the hard yards are won. It’s boring, it’s banal but it can lead to spectacular results, if applied to all areas of your life in a positive, constructive manner. Be consistent today.