Two years ago on this date I walked into RunOn with the intention of learning how to run 8 miles. I was signed up to run the Turkey Trot class that trained you for the 8 mile race. I was scared. I was nervous and I was completely unaware of just how much my life was about to change. For the good.
I wasn’t a complete stranger to the concept of running but I was a stranger to knowing what self confidence truly was. And I was a stranger to knowing what it felt like to be truly proud of myself for working towards a goal.
Last year I wrote a similar post on my running anniversary and while most of what I say is echoed here again I have realized many more blessing that running has given me in these now 2 years.
Last year I loved running, but only part of the time. I had a very strong love/hate relationship with the sport and while I was grateful for where it had brought me I was still frustrated with where I wanted to go with it. But now, 2 years out I feel like I have formed a habit; the newness has worn off, the honeymoon stage of running is over but what is left instead is a deep appreciation that it is still a part of my life.
This past year was rough for me early on when it came to running. Marathon training really took its toll and I thought at one point I may not make it to the starting line. But I did. I made it there and experienced yet more heartbreak. I was frustrated and annoyed and I really had to reevaluate my goal and intentions.
Last year I sort of liked running, this year I crave that 6pm hour when I’m out on the streets managing my breath and watching my pace. I’ve developed respect for the sport that has brought me so much triumph. I may not be fast and I may never be good by any standard when it comes to running but I respect it and it’s done me good so far.
Last year I felt confident and accomplished. This year I still feel those things but I also feel prepared and in control. I am once again in the midst of marathon training, only this time it’s going so much better than the last time. Maybe I’m more prepared for what to expect, maybe I’m a ‘more seasoned runner’ or maybe I just respect the process more. Whatever it is I’m enjoying it.
I’ve realized lately that no matter what, running will always be a part of my life from here on out, and that’s a really cool feeling. There may be times in my life where I’m not waking up at 4 am to get that long run in and I may go a week or two at a time without a run but I know with all certainty that running will be a part of me for the rest of my life; it has brought me too much joy, passion and confidence to ignore it.
I may always be a middle of the pack runner and I may always be working towards that BQ but one thing is for sure, I will always respect this sport that brought me such inner peace. So I’m here for the second year saying thank you for being in my life. Thank you for bringing me strength and confidence and thank you for teaching me that I AM worth something and I CAN do amazing things. Like run a marathon.
Happy 2 year runniversary to me!
Read my first post here
Linking up with Adventures of Newlyweds for Friday's Letters.