Then going at it 3 days a week and looking forward to it seemed ludicrous and yet I passed that test a month ago.
So the 6.5 mile a few weeks ago made a 'mile-stone' in my thinking. Up til that point, I sort of thought of this whole plan in a negative way. "If I can can make it to 3 miles, I'm not doing bad at all!"
"If I can just get to 5 miles, I won't be a slacker for not going out yesterday. Or the day before. Slacker."
"If my feet don't give out at the 4 mile mark, it'll be a miracle!"
And here we are with just over 2 months to go and I can't believe how differently I look at the whole adventure.
This is similar to what I experience in quilting. When I first started, the idea of making a full-sized quilt seemed ridiculous, but I did it. Slowly. Then I made another one. It's been 26 years. Now, when I see a pattern or project, I automatically look at in terms of blocks. I break it down into it's elements and it doesn't seem so daunting a prospect.
A friend showed me the Civil War Quilt at the beginning of this year. This is a Block of the Week that stared back in January and every Saturday morning a new block and instruction was posted. They are all 8" and I thought that was a good idea. I didn't know how long it would hold my interest but making one 8" block doesn't take a lot of time. An hour, tops. Who doesn't have that time?
So, being me, I started making two color schemes. This is the reproduction fabric BOW
Just nine blocks there. But now I have two stacks of 51 blocks each and the year is almost finished. If I had not taken that first step and then the next, one foot in front of the other, sure, the time would have passed but I wouldn't have much to show for it.
And now two months into the plog-cycle, I look a little different. I feel a lot better and I look forward to something I can hardly believe is true.
I'm going to put that sticker on the back of the car, if I cross the finish line.
And don't be surprised if I change the if to when!