Fukumoto Friday: Week 32

Embrace the hill, eat the hill, conquer the hill, survive the hill.

Those are all the things (or at least the things I can share that keep this a PG rated blog) that went through my head on Tuesday’s hill training. Every sprint, every climb, every sandbag carry and every winded descent back down, I was replaying in my head. Heat + humidity + me = blaaaaaaah! I always underestimate just how crappy humidity makes me feel. It really takes me down and stomps on me.

Fukumoto Friday
Fukumoto Friday

These hill workouts are no joke. They are without a doubt some of the hardest things I have ever done in my life. They beat me down and fill my head with a lot of profanity and yet I keep going back for more and truth be told, I like it. Not so much when I’m doing it, because in the moment, I hate a lot of things and a lot of people and I might just pretend that I’m stomping on them on the way up (don’t judge…you’d do the same if you saw your life flash before your eyes at the thought of doing Spartan burpees up a hill).

I actually have the very bad tendency to beat myself up in the moment for not being faster, stronger, better at getting myself up that hill. Part of my brain tells me I should be able to do more, push harder, move stronger and why in the effity-eff is no one else looking as tired as I feel right now… but my body is quite clearly telling me it’s missing some of the endurance it needs to move the way I think I should be able to. If you ever wonder why people say stuff like this is as much a mental battle as a physical one, look no further than what I’ve just written because it’s the dang truth. Pushing through a mental defeat is harder than any physical challenge you will ever face. I know because when I stand at the bottom of that hill completely spent, overwhelmed by the thought of one more climb and feeling like I’m the only one struggling to catch my breath, I would much rather throw up my white flag (and possibly my lunch), declare defeat and go gently rock myself to sleep in a shaded patch of grass.

What I’ve found over the last month of this torture challenge is that I’m building a lot of mental muscle. As much as I tend to beat myself up for not being better in the moment, I go home and realize I did pretty dang awesome out there. I didn’t have to run up that hill. I didn’t have to carry a weighted bag, and I didn’t have to keep going when every cell in my body wanted to stop. At any point, when my brain said “enough!” I could have stopped and called it a day. But I didn’t. I took a few deep breaths and powered back up that hill with everything I had in me. It may not have looked like much to others but I know I was overcoming a lot more than a trip up the hill. I was pushing my body past what my mind was telling me it could do. I was exploring that little known space beyond the word “limit” and seeing that the definition I place on it is not necessarily the true definition of what my limits actually are. But rather, it’s a place beyond my own expectations of myself and a place that’s one step beyond what I knew I could do and a step past those inner voices that like to tell me that I can’t keep going and that I’m not strong enough to persevere.

 

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Stephanie

Stephanie is a Canadian Mom of 3, Runner, Certified Functional Strength Coach (CFSC), Christ-follower and all around reeker of awesomeness. When she's not chasing after her kids, you can find her dreaming big dreams and bringing them to life.

15 Responses to Fukumoto Friday: Week 32

  1. I have the same mental battles. I have learned to push through and tell myself to “BE QUIET and GO”! Keep going and you will be fine. Thanks for sharing…this is great!

  2. Last year I was determined to make the hill my BFF. It never happened. I ran them but I didn’t like it at all. Give me a high school track any day :)

    “I go home and realize I did pretty dang awesome out there.” Love that!

  3. I’ve been trying to embrace the hills more and more each year. Since it was on the cooler side for my long run today, I decided to run on a hilly route. I wasn’t happy with my decision mid-run, but was proud of my work once I was done.

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