“A goal without a plan is just a wish.” That phrase makes me feel a bit like I’ve been called out by the teacher for giving an assignment less than my best effort. “And a plan without follow through is just a dream.”
For years I have managed to hold on to the delusion that there is “plenty of time” for that. Whatever “that” is on my life.
I wanted to do a triathlon so I did. I followed a training plan concentrated on the swimming portion because that was my weakest area by far. I even went for an open water swim not long before the Tri day. But when the time arrived to put the training to use, the result was disastrous and my recovery from the event is questionable to this day. As in the thought of swimming in a lake gives me heart palpitations and a sweaty upper lip.
I wanted to run a half marathon, so I did. I followed the training plan religiously. The result was much better than the Tri but I left it at one, as though the goal was met and could be crossed off.
I’ve ridden my bike on a couple of century rides, organized and not so organized. I’ve ridden a few metric centuries too. Training for those has mostly consisted of riding my bike for fun a lot, not by following a training plan.
I tested my mettle and my sanity by doing a 25k trail run at night with no focused training. I relied on my base fitness and regular workouts to carry me through it. It wasn’t great, it wasn’t awful and it did teach me something valuable: I really like to run on the dirt. I mean really. So this fall I’ve decided to make a plan that will hopefully give me what I need to do a few more of those mid distance 10-30K trail runs. I’m hoping for a slightly faster result than my first attempt and with training and proper shoes, less pain. That’s going to take a plan. And a lot of willpower.