This week’s Monday Motivation is a quote from figure skater and Olympic gold medalist Scott Hamilton. As I shared yesterday, I chose this quote because of the need to go into my first day back at school from Spring Break with a positive outlook about both the day ahead and the weeks that stand between now and the end of the school year.
I had no idea that when I selected this quote Sunday night that it would set the stage for an incredibly positive day yesterday.
Although its sometimes difficult to think, I truly believe that everything happens for a reason. Its also best to approach life with a positive mindset as opposed to predicting all the bad that could happen. And that’s exactly what I did yesterday.
I had absolutely no idea how powerful Hamilton’s quote would be in driving such a positive day for myself. Although work was super busy (it always is the first day back from a break), and I ended the school day drained of energy, my day was far from over. Despite how busy my day at school was, the highlight of my work day was receiving an e-mail that I’ve been waiting for: the funding for the curriculum project that I’ve worked on each summer since I started teaching was approved by the school board and for the sixth year in a row I was selected to work with other teachers in the school district for two weeks this summer on the project.
My great day didn’t end when I left work though. After work, I had a follow up appointment with my neurologist. The last time I saw him was six weeks ago. The past six weeks have generally been good neurologically, and I think I’ve only had three headaches since I last saw the doctor. My one worry going into my appointment though is that my left hand is still weak and lacking in strength. Standard strength and touch tests confirm that I have not only lost feeling in some of my fingers, but also that my hand is nowhere near as strong as it was a couple of months ago. (For example, when I try to make a fist with my hand I can’t close it anywhere near as tightly as I can my right hand.) Although my hand isn’t usually bothersome unless I try to lift something of significant weight (I’m right handed), I still knew I needed to bring it up during my appointment since this was one of my doctor’s greatest areas of concern the last time I saw him. Although the doctor is concerned and wants to continue to monitor my hand (one conclusion he came up with is it could be the result of a pinched nerve and could be completely unrelated to my TIA), the root cause of what’s going on with my hand is unknown without very doing invasive testing, which we agreed isn’t necessary at this point. I left the appointment with further suggestions about how to manage my stress, and unless my headaches start occurring more frequently or my hand starts to really bother me, I don’t have to go back for another followup appointment until October.
I left the doctor’s office feeling great about how the appointment went. I wasn’t as tired as I had been at the end of the school day, and although yesterday was a planned rest day as far as training is concerned, the comradery that was evident across the running community yesterday before, during, and after the Boston Marathon gave me added motivation to head to the gym for a workout. I was on a high, powered by the positive thinking that had driven my entire day, and felt incredible as I stepped onto the treadmill for my run. Although my calves were sore from my elliptical workout on Sunday, as I started running, I knew deep down that I could push myself to complete a fast run last night.
Over the past couple of weeks I’ve been pushing my speed, particularly when I’m on the treadmill. As I passed the one mile mark, I knew deep down that I could push myself to a 5k PR. And that’s exactly what I did. I told myself I could do it, and I did it. My calves were extra sore when I was done, but it felt absolutely incredible to know that I had set my mind to something and that I accomplished it.
Not only did the Boston Marathon runners inspire me to push myself just a tad harder last night, but my positive mindset also played a role in allowing my body to push itself the way it did. I felt Boston Strong, and not just because of my 5k PR, but because my mental strength allowed me to have such a great day.
QOTD: How has the power of positive thinking impacted your life?