Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Progress

Perhaps this feeling just comes with adulthood. After years and years of setting a goal and accomplishing it, setting a goal and accomplishing it, setting a goal and accomplishment – adulthood is just stretching out ahead of me and, um, now what?

I’m missing the milestones. The diplomas and the graduation parties and the planning for the next phase. Unless I go back to school, I’m kind of done with this part of my life where I decide I want to do something (get another master’s degree, for example), work my ass off and get it in some easy, prescribed, set amount of time.

Getting married and buying a house and having a baby are not goals accomplished in neat 4 year increments.

I often feel as though I am spinning my wheels.

Accomplishing nothing but the everyday and the commonplace and the boring.

What am I doing? Where am I going? How am I improving?

I was bored and restless this afternoon and I looked up my time from last weekend’s 10k. I was still bored and restless and I looked up my time from the 10k I ran in November. I was still bored and restless and I looked up my time for the 10k before that. And the 10k before that. And the 10k before that.

1:01 to :55 back up to :57 (I was injured) to :53 to :49.

I’m getting faster. It doesn’t come with a diploma or a raise or confetti or a diamond or much of anything other than a race t-shirt and a short-lived sense of accomplishment.

It’s just running.

But it’s still something.

2 comments:

Mrs. Architect said...

"It's just running." Yeah, right! It's an AMAZING accomplishment!!! And to be continually getting better is awesome!

Teagan B. Sawyer said...

It also comes with a fabulous butt! That is a pretty great accomplishment in itself ;)

 
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