Motivation and Demotivation

I’m now allowed to join practice again on Saturdays! It’s something. Not much, but something.

Two years into this pandemic and I start understanding better why I do the sport. I enjoy the movement, the feeling of progress, training with others, being outside and the thrill of competition.

New motivation has grabbed me out of nowhere toady.

Training over the last two weeks has been much more sprint-heavy, which i love. All these longruns are so tiring.

I’m at a training camp in Italy now and it’s just good. Finally running with a bunch of people again. New input this other clubs Coach, who might be the best coach i’ve met so far. He really opened my eyes for what it means to train for the 800m and I am truly thankful for that.

Big motivation after all these Pandemic Months.

New questions arise:

Should I skip this years holiday for a second training camp? How much do I actually want being an athlete?

Decided to do it. I will go to a high-altitude training camp in France, Font-Romeu. I’m excited.

Reality hits soon. I am not used to this intensity. Why again did I decide agains holidays? How does anyone actually like doing competitive sport? Sure, you’re in shape, well-trained, disciplined. But all of that for a handful of competitions? Mhm.

Isn’t even the olympic games just another competition like the others?

(This is a good place to mention that I turn to this diary mostly when I have negative thoughts. I had such a great time in Font Romeu, the people, learnings, and the nature were amazing!)