Love what you do
Four months ago, I loved running. Four months ago, I ran a full marathon. If I hadn’t loved running, I’m not certain I would have tried as hard as I did.
After my full I took a break. A long break. Certain songs would remind me of running, but I just couldn’t get back out there. Running wasn’t the same. I tried to keep it up, but it became a chore.
I was pretty sure the love was gone. Or, maybe it wasn’t love after all, maybe only a mere crush. And that crush had run (no pun intended, alright it was) it’s one-year course.
Although the love seemed to have died, I still had a race (or three) to train for. I had signed up for back-to-back half marathons (one in May and one in October) and a 5k and stair challenge in between.
And, as much as I tried to suck it up, doing something you don’t like, really just isn’t any fun. I was back up to running six miles and hating every minute of it. I wasn’t running fast, I wasn’t proud of myself, I was just getting it done.
I started my music and the love came back. I finished seven miles in the fastest I’ve ever run seven miles. My last two miles being the best yet. I finished that run proud of myself and loving the work I’d just done.
I totally agree with Steve Jobs when he said, “The only way to do great work is to love what you do.”
Now, go out there and do what you love and love what you do.