My friend who is helping me train for the marathon advised me that I shouldn't run it, but instead do a race later in the year. As much as I don't like to hear this, I have to agree with him on it. My knee has started to hurt me and it probably is for the best. But deep down inside, I know I can do it. But now I question...why do I want to run it? What do I get out of it?
When I run, I feel a rush to my head. I seriously tune out everything else that is going on and I feel good. The endorphines that my body let's loose has a party in me. I feel alive!
Am I running away or running towards? I am running towards brighter days and to the future. What is left behind is history and I look forward to things to come.
Running reminds me that I am human and limited in my capabilities. It humbles me and tells me that I should listen to my body. As much as I want, it can only do so much at one time; you have to build up to what you want, and what I want is to cross that finish line.
Running is a skill that I want to sharpen. No one can take it away from me. When others say, "You can't do it", or "Are you sure that's what you want to do?", I will just show them the picture of me proud that I finished.
I will succeed!
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