Twenty-one Days Left
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Twenty-one Days Left
 

So as some of you may or may not know I have twenty two one days left until my Half Marathon race. It feels like this past six months has flown by. Its nuts. When I started I wasn’t sure if I was going to make it to the thirteen miles, I mean I could barely do five and I was always doing three miles on a regular basis. For me it seemed like maybe I took on more than I could chew and yet I persisted. I changed how many miles I was running on a every other day basis and I steadily started going up. I went from three to four, to then five and from there I lingered a little. I wasn’t sure if I could do more than five. I had a hard time keeping pace and I honestly felt like maybe it was too long for me. I had a hard time concentrating and I had a hard time pushing myself to move onward. 

Then my neighbor stepped in and for a while she became my push to go run in the mornings. We had a nice time and sure it was super early in the morning but it was so rewarding to have someone to push and to encourage. It lit something in me and from there I just took off. I went from five to six miles and six was a whole new territory for me. I wasn’t sure how I would respond to doing six miles but I managed to finish and I was so excited. When I got in the shower I was yelling "Fu** Yes! I did it!" It just didn’t seem possible and after it had all settled and I was washing away the sweat from how hard I worked, it became a reality that it was happening. 

After I accomplished six I started setting myself up to go further. ON a regular basis I would run four miles and on the weekend I would do one long run. I maneuvered to times that seemed a little late for most people but I knew that if I didn’t do it on the day that I had planned that I would progress at all. So I kept going. Quickly it went from six miles to nine miles and I remember how I felt when I cross my home made finish line after my watch went off saying nine miles. I felt like I could do the thirteen. I felt so good and my body felt like it was on the best high it had ever been on. I wasn’t shaking, I wasn’t dieing to catch my breath, but I was overjoyed with the realization that I didn’t stop and I made it all the way. 

I know I can do thirteen now, I just have to push myself to do the race and finish. I hope you guys will continue to support me and I hope that the race turns out to be amazing. I need to do this race not only for myself but as a start to a new chapter in my life. 

Do you guys have any goals you’re trying to accomplish? 

 

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