Saturday, September 23, 2017

If It Was Easy, Everyone Would Be Doing It

I just did it!  I finished my 10k!  And I made my goal - I  finished in under 2 hours!!  1 hour and 53 minutes to be exact.  I wish I could relate to you the sense of accomplishment and awe and joy (and relief!) that I was experiencing at the moment this photo was taken.  When they read my name as I came across the finish line I started crying.  It was just all so amazing!  

I have been working towards this day for months.  My sister-in-law, who ran the half-marathon at this same race, reminded me that it was just a year ago when I did my first 5k.  After that race, I felt like I could do anything, and it just motivated me to keep my body moving.

I hit the road and walked my miles nearly every morning.  I walked more miles on the weekends.  I walked on the treadmill when it was too dark to walk outside alone.  Did I want to walk every day?  Absolutely not.  But did I do it anyway?  Mostly yes, because let's be honest here, some days, no matter how much better I knew I would feel if I would just walk those first couple of blocks, I simply couldn't get up for it.  And that's okay.  Because the net outcome of all of those days and miles was that photo above.  I finished my first 10k.  

I know there are people who see a fat, middle-aged woman in this photo.  But let me tell you what I see.  I see perseverance.  I see strength.  I see determination and grit.  Mostly, I see a beautiful body that carried me 6.2 miles along the Columbia River.  I see a fierce woman with fire in her soul.  I see a woman who doesn't give up, whose left foot is blistered, who has possibly a loose toenail on her right foot, who is thirsty and stinky and sweaty...and who is happy as hell and having the time of her life!  She is a goddess, she is a warrior, she is strong.  

She finished her first 10k!!!

And though she's just crossed the finish line, she is by no means finished.  Not by a long shot.