I found myself having fallen into a trap. “You are defined by your actions.” That’s what they say. Well it turns out you have to be careful with that. I defined myself by my actions, had given myself a label, and now I was having a little identity crisis because of it.
A little background…
A little background…
Growing up, I was involved in dance for 12 years, then marching band for another 7, but I wouldn’t call myself athletic. I was overweight (and obese by the time I reached high school). When I was 24, I decided I had enough of being unhappy with myself and began to lose weight by taking control of my eating. It wasn’t until a full year later that I found myself embracing an athletic endeavor: running.
Why did I choose running? A few reasons:
- It was free (although it might have been nice to know at the time the value of good shoes!), and seemed easier to learn than all the gym equipment
- I think somewhere deep inside of most of us is a desire to run. We see the freedom it represents, and we want to be able to do it and to enjoy it
- There was this guy. . . . He had just started running a couple of months before, he was the only resource I really had as far as learning to run, and let’s face it, I really liked him (he’s now my husband!)
I did my first 5k a few months after beginning, an 8-mile Turkey Trot that Thanksgiving, and ran an entire half-marathon less than a year after starting to run! I had found my niche. I would be a runner. That’s where I was finding success and a community with which to relate. I think we probably all find a niche when we’re losing weight; it’s another support group, if you will.
My running endeavors didn’t stop there. Eventually, I discovered the trail running community and fell in love with that sport. There was something amazingly inspiring, something incredibly badass about it. I wanted to be a badass too. So I signed up for and completed several ultras over the next couple of years (ultramarathon = race longer than a 26.2 mile marathon). My longest race was 52 miles. But for some reason, that just didn’t seem like enough when there were people out there completing 100-mile races. I need to go for the belt buckle!! (When you finish a 100-mile race, that’s your finishing prize instead of the traditional neck medal) Fall of 2015 I decided I was going to go for it. I registered for a 50k in April with plans to do another 50k in June, a 50 mile in early August, and my first 100-mile attempt in mid-September.
Then things seem to hit the fan. It’s February. The Gorge Waterfalls 50k is less than two months away. And I just don’t want to train. At first I thought it was mostly because I wanted to spend those hours with my best friend, my husband. He left town last weekend for several weeks, and I thought it would be easier to get out there and run, run, run. It wasn’t. This means it’s something deeper than just wanting to spend time with him. I slumped into a weird funk, those times when you don’t want to do anything, you don’t want to eat well, and you just feel bleh. Again, at first I thought it was because my husband left town. Things are always weird when he’s gone. But it was something deeper. It was something that needed to be dealt with.
I hope you have someone in your life who asks those difficult questions, who asks you “why” and makes you truly think about your decisions. This person is my husband. He’s a wellness coach, so he makes a living out of reading people over the phone and asking them the difficult questions. We started talking about my running goals and how I was feeling. Here are some things that came out of that conversation that I desperately needed to have:
- Why am I really doing this? Is it what I truly want? I want to do it because I feel like I need to. I need to prove to myself that I can follow through with my running goals. I need to prove to others that I can do it, too.
- Why do I feel the need to prove myself to others? I will never be fast. I feel like I need to go long distances to prove to others (and myself) that I belong in the “athletic” group since I didn’t grow up as an athletic individual.
- Does this goal actually make sense for me and what I truly want? Well, when I think about it what I really want is to be happy with my body and feel confident. Running long distances, while it makes me confident after the fact, doesn’t really empower me the way weight-lifting does. I’ve been happiest with my body when focusing on weight-lifting. And if I’m really honest. . . I just can’t keep a good handle on my nutrition when I’m running. I always want to eat crap, especially on long run days. Maybe it just doesn’t suit my personality. My fat kid side comes out in full force, and it cannot easily be stopped. Eating crap is such a big part of my past, and maybe I just need to acknowledge those situations which put me in danger of relapse, much like a recovering alcoholic avoiding bars.
I think too often we find an activity and then define ourselves by it. “I’m a runner”, “I’m a biker”, “I’m a teacher.” In reality, though, I’m Megan. I’m a woman who runs to enjoy a pretty day. I’m a woman who enjoys painting. I’m a woman who loves lifting weights and feeling empowered. The danger in “I’m a runner” is how you tie your identity to that one activity. What happens if you get injured and can no longer run? What then? Have you lost yourself? What if you simply just come to the realization that you don’t enjoy it anymore? Or that you don’t want to sacrifice other aspects of life to put in the time to train for ultra distances? That’s where I found myself as I had this conversation with my husband.
Yes, my original “active” niche was running. That doesn’t mean it has to ALWAYS be my niche. It’s okay to change. I'll still run, but they will be shorter distances (half-marathon or so most likely). And maybe I’ll get the itch again someday to train for long distances.
Most people have heard of SMART goals: specific, measurable, attainable, realistic, time-bound. However, given my recent identity crisis, it is clear that setting these goals is not enough. There has to be a follow-up process. We need SMART + ER goals. UC Davis describes them well. From time to time, we need to re-evaluate our goals. What’s working? What’s not? Do we REALLY want that? A great way to think about whether you really want something is to think of it this way: do you want it enough to do what you have to do in order to achieve your goal? For example, if your goal is to lose x amount of weight or body fat, do you want it more than you want (insert favorite unhealthy food)?
Goals are important, but just as important is reevaluating them, tweaking them, and asking the difficult questions. These things will be so much easier if you don’t define yourself by your action of choice. Don’t “be a runner.” Be someone amazing who happens to run.
Conclusion: I'm going to do the Gorge 50k because I did sign up for it. I'm going to follow through with that one, and it’s going to be beautiful and an awesome experience. After that, I'm going to focus on doing shorter races that allow me to truly enjoy the scenery (without worrying about cutoffs!) and don’t cause me to stress over training. I’m going to focus more on weight lifting to sculpt the body that I want as well as feel empowered. Of course the fear is that others will look upon my decision as if I've given up or that I quit. I fear that those I've inspired to begin running will feel as if I somehow deserted them. I hope neither of these fears become realities, but ultimately I have to understand that I don't always have full control over how others perceive my actions and decisions. What I do have control over is how I perceive by actions and decisions.
After having that conversation, it's amazing how much lighter I feel and how much more driven I feel to eat well and take care of my body. It's night and day. Sometimes you just have to have those difficult conversations and have a good cry.