I was on the treadmill today. Early in the workout fatigue and thoughts of quitting appeared. I was already sleepy, drained and not wanting to be there. No doubt the rigors of the day had gotten to me. I pushed on for a few more minutes until the idea of
quitting cutting the workout short (and cheating myself) seemed inevitable.
Then I glanced up and noticed a mirror in front of the treadmill. Immediately I met the eyes of the guy in the mirror. Amazingly the look in his eyes was the complete opposite of how I felt. I was tired, lacking focus and ready to quit. But the look in his eyes was one of resolve, encouragement, and perseverance. He even had a slight smile on his face!
I recognized him. He was familiar to me. In fact, I saw him when I first started my journey. My lungs were on fire but the guy in the mirror was running on the treadmill and smiling as if to say “Yup… You see it.. You’re running… Don’t you quit!”
Before I knew it 6 minutes had given way to 15. 15 minutes to 25. Thoughts of quitting were replaced with thoughts of how far I’d come. The guy in the mirror had a look of determination and pride in what he was doing. So much so I increased the speed and incline to levels I hadn’t done before. I didn’t know if I could do it but I did know that if I kept looking in the eyes of the guy in the mirror, I’d be able to run at those new levels.
Sure enough I did! I pushed myself for the last 10 minutes. I was out of breath, my lungs felt like they were about to give out. Sweat poured profusely. The only thing I could think was “I did it!” Another milestone. I wiped my face and threw the towel in the hamper.
I looked back in the mirror to see the guy in the mirror smiling and nodding in approval at me saying. I glanced in his eyes once more and said “I’ll see you tomorrow”.