Doubt

I doubt myself a lot.

I'm not really sure when it started because I can think back to one particular moment in HS where I was carpooling with the other girls and I spoke so passionately about my plans, I knew I would achieve them. Needless to say, I realized in college that wasn't my passion but I want that passion that I displayed that day back.

This  past week has been a particular struggle. The nagging feeling that returning to school was perhaps too ambitious, that I should be out there working and earning an income has had me question what I've recently  committed to.

One of those commitments being yesterday morning..

I tweeted this shortly before 7am. I was supposed to meet with the Coordinator of the adult 5k running program at 7:15. I would be late because of record lows..

Despite the fact that I forced myself onto the 5K training program (although after this past weekend I think she realizes now that it's beneficial to have two people coaching) and wasn't sure what she would relinquish control over, I ended up in quite the leadership position yesterday.

The ladies asked her for a warm-up, as she stumbled for words, I piped in having them start with high knee's, wide knee's, knee-ups and then butt-kicks. Shortly thereafter, we were off wogging.She stayed back due to the temp and being pregnant, which I understood. Those 25 minutes of wogging were the fastest I've ever participated in and upon our return I led them through a quick cool-down.


I LOVED IT! 

I loved every single minute of yesterday's group run. I left the clinic with such a high that the freezing temps and early morning were forgotten. I realized on the ride back to my house, that I'm doing the right thing.

I'm achieving the right goal and that nothing has ever made me this happy.

I need to remember this.

I know now when I achieve my goal, I will be great at it!