In 2012, after completing my first half marathon (the OKC Memorial), I said that I would never want to complete a full. The looks of pain and anguish on the faces of the runners still struggling to complete twice the distance that I had just painstakingly completed, as I rode past on my way to rest my aching legs, was uninspiring, to say the least.
Enter 2013 and my introduction to some amazingly badass mommas (& non-mommas) through a virtual running streak which led to my discovery of Black Girls Run and then the National Black Marathoners Association and a reignition of my *SPARK* and all of the amazing individuals here. The stories of trial, triumph, overcoming odds, striving for more and not accepting excuses shared by the individuals in these groups inspired me to have a change of heart. Today, I became a marathoner. I suffered (& sometimes delighted...mostly before mile 16) through 26.2 miles of rocky, hilly, sandy, steep, and sometimes slippery trails.
I was actually thinking about downgrading to the half marathon because I didn't think I had prepared enough for the full even though I had signed up months ago. On the drive down, the saying, "if it doesn't challenge you, it won't change you," came across my mind and I resolved to tackle the challenge I had originally set out to accomplish.
It wasn't easy, and there were times I asked myself what the heck I was doing & why, but the sense of accomplishment I felt when I crossed that finish line...knowing that I had done something that I said I was going to do, something that I had never done before and wasn't quite sure I COULD do until that very moment...that feeling was WELL worth it!
NEVER count yourself out or talk yourself down from pursuing ANY goal! You'll never know what you're capable of until you try!
Flash back to 2012: What I failed to note after my first half marathon (because I left soon after I was done) was the transformation of expression in the faces of those anguished runners as they crossed the finish line. Looks of despair and defeat became faces full of pride and accomplishment, emotional at the realization of a dream turned reality. The "holy crap, I actually did it!" moment. That moment is priceless, & I thank everyone who has shared their stories & experiences for inspiring me to have my moment. Every triumph, every trial, every bad day & every great day that you post about keeps me inspired to continue moving forward in my journey. You all ROCK!
Now for the funny you know I have to throw some humor in
I called home after finishing the marathon & here's the conversation I had with my little sister:
Me: Guess what I did today!!!
Me: I ran a MARATHON!!!!
Her: You always running marathons.
Me: Nuh-unh, this was my first FULL marathon!
Her: Well you always running! Sit down somewhere...
Me: *pause* Put Mama on the phone, I ain't talking to you no mo'.
Gotta love fam, lol. She doesn't know it yet, but she's gonna be a marathoner one day too ;-).