One month from today: the fear, the doubt, the ups, the downs. The pain, the adrenaline, the failure, the success. The entire physical and mental mosaic will culminate with the most significant endeavor I’ve ever set myself up for …The Chicago Marathon.
In January, when I signed up for my first marathon, I couldn’t imagine how I’d survive. But sometimes these are the moments- moments of overwhelming impossibility… that are life changing. I couldn’t conceptualize how I would endure a 26.2 mile run…but now I know that I will, or at least give it my best. I will endure, it will be done, and I will be stronger for having fought past fear and persevered through the seemingly impossible.
Each week of training I gain more and more respect for my body and it’s abilities. Before running came into my life (and at times I still do), I struggled with body image issues; but I’ve come to appreciate this great vessel God has given me in a way I never have before. It carried and birthed a child and now it’s carried me through my longest run yet. I think I’m close to truly embodying one newly favorite quotes:
“It’s very hard in the beginning to understand that the whole idea is not to beat the other runners. Eventually you learn that the competition is against the little voice inside you that wants you to quit.” ― George Sheehan
The butterflies are starting to set in as I enter my final peak week of training before starting to taper for the race, but one month from today it will all come to fruition…
Dream Big. Work Hard.