Most of you probably don't know that I am an avid runner. I started running small town summer races when I was 6 or 7. I ran cross country all through high school and right before my freshman year of college I decided to sign up for my first marathon. I had always wanted to do one and decided that if another runner could do it, why the heck couldn't I? Since then I've ran three marathons. Three of my very best friends have also run marathons (and another will run his first this weekend!) and others have run half marathons. I do not want to flatter myself, but sometimes I like to think that perhaps I inspired my friends to sign up for these races. It would mean a lot if I played a role in that.
Marathons 1, 2, & 3
But this year I chose not to sign up for the marathon (I'm trying so hard not to regret it) and therefore this weekend I'll be cheering on my best friends from the sidelines. I miss running marathons so much, and I can guarantee you that it will not be long before my weekend recaps start to contain marathon training. A year is far too long for me to be away from it.
Regardless of whether or not you're a runner, I hope everyone can relate to this post in some way. Has there ever been anything you really wanted to do but weren't sure if you could? Perhaps you took the leap of faith and did it anyway. After all, the best, most rewarding things in life usually require that initial leap of faith. Those things aren't easy, but they're so worth it.
Good talk. If you read all that, you get a gold star. Or two. Now go have an amazing weekend!