Fist Pump Fever

I’ve finally come out of my Christmas coma, shaken off my holiday hangover and have started to focus on training and fundraising for my Ride:Well bike tour. Which is a good thing…seeing that it’s only 5 months away.

Part of my training regime is waking up at 5something in the morning on weekdays. This is not an easy task for me as I’ve only just come to find out that, there are in fact, hours before 7am. I commend the folks that have to be at their jobs that early, however, we’re all better off that I’m not one of those people.

When my alarms go off, I usually go through at least 3 reasons why I shouldn’t get out of bed.

1. “Henry is super comfortable right now & it would be mean to wake him. After all, he’s got a big day of doing nothing all day ahead of him.”

2. “It’s 5 o’clock in the freaking morning.”

3. “I think I read somewhere that muscles respond better to workouts after a lot of rest, coffee & sitting behind a computer for 8 hours. Something about lactic glutamate or something like that.”

About the time I form THE best excuse ever and am about to pull my warm covers back over my head, I get a text message from one of my awesome friends who has committed to help me with my training. She wakes up at 5am and texts me to make sure that I’m up. My very first text from her was, “G’morning Gorgeous The gym awaits your glory.” So, me and my crazy bed-head, baggy-eyed self grunt, get out of bed and head to the gym.

If my ‘glory’ looks like Droopy Dog, then yes, my gym has seen quite a bit of that lately.

In the whirlwind of all my workouts, meeting with my new trainer, planning a big fundraising yard sale and searching for bikes, I decide that it’s the perfect time to run a 5k.

Let me first say, I am NOT a runner. Just ask the junk in my trunk. I’m not sure that I could ever be one of those people who get the runner’s high or heck, even a runner’s contact high. I recently ran a 5k on my gym’s treadmill while watching Inception and I ran it in about 45 minutes. I was pretty dang impressed with myself. Although, come to think of it, I never did check my token to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Dang you, Cobb!

But the long and short of it is, I ran my first 5k this past Saturday. Like a real one. Outdoors. With people. I ran the whole thing without stopping, resting, falling or dying. Now, granted my ‘run’ would make most mall power walkers giggle, the important thing for me wasn’t speed, but endurance.

The morning of the run, I had friends calling and texting me encouraging messages and scriptures and during the race, I had 3 lovely gals with me who knew my desire to run the whole thing without stopping and kept me going even when I wanted to quit. Then, after the race, I had friends and family giving me shout outs and cyber hi-fives for finishing. I’m incredibly blessed.

My favorite part of the race was an out of breath few sentences with my friend Megan.

Me:I feel like I want to quit.

Megan:You can’t quit. We’re almost there. You can do this.

Me: *Cough* *GASP* *Wheeze*

Me:I feel like I’m going to throw up.

Megan:You can throw up, but you have to keep running.

I finished the race in under 40 minutes.

That’s friendship. She knew I wanted to run the whole race and finish knowing I tried my best. I wanted to “run the race with endurance” (shout out to Hebrews!) and I did. It was important for me to set a goal and accomplish that goal because my tendency is to give up or not even attempt something I may fail at. This, is just one of the many reasons I’m riding across the country in a few months.

I’m tired of avoiding failure by never attempting success.

So, I want to give a big Andrew Bender/Breakfast Club fist pump to Megan and all my friends and family who have given me so much encouragement and support lately. Ya’ll overwhelm me.

Don’t you forget about me…

WAYS YOU CAN HELP:

1. Local yard sale on Saturday, Jan. 29th @ 7am.I need donations & people to come buy some junk!

2. Donate online at Ride:Well. Make sure to pick “Amanda Fisher.”

3. Give me cash or check in person.

4. Donate using PayPal on this site (right-hand side of this page).

5. Donate your gently used bike gear OR bike.

6. Pass this info on to others who may want to get involved in the cause of Blood: Water Mission.

It’s not just for me…it’s for helping others in an unexpected way and I can’t do this without you. OK, now I need to go listen to Simple Minds and quote lines from The Breakfast Club.

What about you? Do you ever struggle with the fear of failure? The fear of success?


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  1. I am blessed to know both you and Heather because of that loyal devotional friendship. These stories always choke me up because that wonderful love between two friends can only be achieved to its potential through Christ and it reminds me that He loves us more than we could love each other. I also get choked up b/c my younger brother Tim is my wing man when it comes to that loyal devotion; rain or shine we will always work out together with all happiness and contentment and support each other along the way. I miss him being within driving distance and your post has reminded me of how lucky I am to have him as a brother and friend near or far.

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