As I was running my last training run of 2 miles last night...and that seems ridiculous considering what I had been running... I got to thinking as to why I even signed up for this.
Not sure what I'm talking about??
I signed up for 26.2 miles.
The girl who HATED running distance in high school. I was a sprinter. I liked going fast for a little bit LOL.
I ran my first half, I want to say 1 1/2 years ago but I might be wrong... it could be longer... Anyway, I ran it and I felt AWESOME. I felt like what the hell, let's go for a full and I bit the bullet and signed up for my first marathon.
After all the GRUELING training runs, bouts of illness, vacation, hip/knee pain, here I am.
But it of course makes me think of how did I get here.
And I know it's because of them.
My children that are no longer here with me.
They taught me that I am WAY stronger than I EVER gave myself credit for.
And while they might not be with me, with me. They are definitely with me. I feel them with the cooling breeze when I feel warm, I feel them when a song pops up on spotify/pandora and gives me a burst of energy or makes me think of them, I feel them when a butterfly/dragonfly fly at me straight on.
Yes 26.2 miles isn't going to be a cake walk, but I've done hard. I've done earth shattering. I CAN do this And know why?? Because they ARE running with me. <3
Good luck to everyone else running in the Lake Front Marathon this Sunday in Milwaukee!! See you there!! If you aren't running and are local, get your booties out there with some crazy whacky signs are cheer us all on for being crazy :)