A few weeks ago I wrote about the plateaus and potholes of running. I had made plenty of quick gains, but found that the going got a lot harder after that. However, I knew that I had to persist and that sooner or later, I would see improvements again.
Last Saturday morning I woke up at the usual 5 am. It was an effort – there is always a large part of me that wishes to stay in bed on a Saturday morning. But I know how important it is to keep going, so out the door I went.
As I walked out the front door, the familiar voice of Jim Morrison blared through my earbuds. He urged me to break on through to the other side. Yes, I know he was most likely referring to drug use, but in my immediate context I took it as a pep talk from the long-departed legend of rock. It was time for me to break on through – time to move off the plateau and run hard. There and then I decided to run an extra kilometre. For possibly the first time in my life, I would run six kilometres.