Our journey, opinions, experiences and randomness as we continue on this crazy little ride called married life.
Let’s recap the last year, fitness-wise.
I cannot believe how much my fitness level has changed over the last year. If it wasn’t for a number of supportive folks (I’m lookin’ at you, Shel, Dan, Kri, Mel and my other crazy runner friends), I don’t think I could have kept with it, nor would I have gained the confidence to register for that half marathon last month. I’m so grateful for the support, the commiseration and the faith that I could do these things … that I could run.
Because it’s National Running Day and I feel like sharing, I’m going to copy/paste here something I wrote to a friend (Hi, Allie!) about running. Because, you know, today’s about running.
She’d mentioned that she felt like she was “bad” at running. And when I thought back to last year, I remember thinking I was “bad” at running too. This is what I told her:
I think that one of my favorite things about running is that you’re not really good or bad at it. You just do it or you don’t. The only time good or bad enters into the equation is when it’s against yourself or your previous runs. Like, overall, yesterday [the half marathon] was a good run for me. But I wasn’t a better runner or a worse runner than anyone else (except maybe the guy who was doing it in his full firefighter garb — he was better than all of us). I’m slower than Shel and a lot slower than our friend Kris (who finished the half in 1:35!) but that doesn’t make me a bad runner. We were all just runners yesterday. The guy that I almost ran into because I didn’t see him as he was passing me who patted me on the back and commiserated about how much further we had to go was just another runner. The girl who looked at me in the final mile when I slowed up to walk a few steps because of my hip and said “you can finish this; don’t stop running now.” was just another runner. No one’s good. No one’s bad. We’re all just out there, running for whatever we’re running for, together.
Over the course of the last year, something changed. I don’t know when or why it happened, but suddenly running became something I wasn’t “good” or “bad” at … it just became something I did. And that, friends, is a very cool thing.
I don’t know if I consider myself a “runner” … Maybe I am. But I can tell you without a doubt, I am definitely someone who runs.
Happy National Running Day, y’all.
Three amazing years since this beautiful, perfect day, when I married the man of my dreams. I am so grateful, so blessed to have this love and this life with him.
Happy anniversary, my forever love. My love is ever you.
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