We all know what happens when you assume things. (If you don't break down the word, ass-u-me).
Still, this doesn't stop me from making assumptions. I think certain things in life should follow a clear cause and effect pattern.
You know, if you train for a race well you should rock it. Right?
Worst swim ever, and I had no idea what terror awaited me on the bike.
If you clock 8+ hours of sleep a night, you should wake up feeling refreshed. Right?
Being so exhausted you dry heave is lots of fun at 18 weeks pregnant.
If you show your dog a ridiculous amount of love and socialize him with others when he's a pup, he should get along with other dogs. Right?
Why do you have to be part chow chow? Embrace your lab qualities!
Tomorrow I'm running a 4 mile race, and I'm trying not to assume that it will go poorly.
My last two runs have gone horribly. On Tuesday, I was in pain. Today, I felt uncomfortable all over and my legs didn't want to move. So I could assume this pattern will continue tomorrow...
I'm trying to dismiss this assumption and have a positive mental attitude. Yet I keep catching myself saying "it's only four miles, it should feel like nothing."
But I'm pregnant. It will be hot and humid. The race is hilly. And in my best shape last year, I ran this race poorly.
None of that matters. Only my goal does: to have fun. I may knock out 4 miles in under a 9:00 minute/ mile pace or I may walk the whole course. My pace and how I feel are not in my control.
But enjoying myself is. I will start and finish the race with a smile on my face, no matter what happens