I was asked recently about how people stay motivated and inspired when it comes to running and exercise in general. The question cropped up during a discussion of the impending holiday season and the associated, and seamingly endless onslaught of temptations to be bad, in terms of diet and regular exercise.
The timing of the discussion was perfect, because for inexplicable reasons, my running has been super-charged lately and I'm trying to figure out why; it's not that I'm performing my best, because compared to last year, I'm not, but I am enjoying it like never before. I'm excited about every impending treadmill session, and practically ecstatic about my weekly, outdoor Sunday morning jaunt. I've even mapped out my running goals for next year highlited by two half-marathons and a 10-miler, and I've made up my mind to try to be ready for my first marathon in the Fall of 2008 in Toronto.
Lofty goals? Perhaps. But contained within these goals is the answer to what inspires me - my own ability - and it's no different, better, or worse than anyone elses's ability.
What inspires me? Those who dream it, and those who then do it.
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