This past week something spectacular happened, I celebrated my one year half-marathon anniversary. This time last year I completed my first “big girl” race. That could totally sound boring to some of y’all, but I can’t tell you awesome it feels to see how far I have come in a year. Being an athlete doesn’t owe me anything, I owe running.
Running has shown me patience. Nothing comes easy, practice and hard work. I also have a healthy ego. It’s OK to be proud of your feats and push yourself to be a competitor. Most importantly I have learned to love and accept all the quirky characteristics of my athletic build. Your body is yours and it has allowed me to find an entire new outlet.
The feelings you get on race day can not be replaced by any other high.
I never in a million would have thought I would feel this strong and willed. I still want to pinch myself for the success I had in my first triathlon. Seems surreal. I’ve also managed to drop a full 20 minutes off my best time. Train hard, train right, you get results. I am living proof.
I am thankful I found running, it helped me find me.
What non-couples anniversaries do you celebrate?