Thursday, March 26, 2009
I've got a 10K on Saturday... 2 days from now I'm going to walk/jog 6.2 miles and I don't know if I'm ready for it. I'm excited, and nervous all at once. I was training for it, but then for the past 2 weeks, I've slipped (AGAIN! ARGH! I just want to kick myself! lol) so I'm afraid I may not be able to complete it the way I wanted to. However, even if I walk the whole thing, I'll know that I've accomplished that and it can power me through to (hopefully) becoming the thinner me I so desperately need to be. Now, on another note, the forecast for Saturday is calling for rain all morning, so I'm not even sure I'm going to be able to run!
Do I need to worry? I've told my hubby that I still want to run even if it's raining. I want my 10K. I've wanted it for over 3 years now. I've wanted this for so long... I can't let it go so easily. It represents something to me. It represents my own personal journey to wellness. The beginning of the race, I'm going to be excited, anxious, nervous, and courageous all at once. About a mile in, I'm going to wonder why I even started in the first place, but keep on going regardless. At the third mile, is the turn around point. This is a place of hope and discovery. On the outside, I know I'm going to look like I'm already spent, but inside the fire will start to burn brighter, pushing me to continue onwards to my goal. At the fourth mile, I'm going to smile, widely and brightly. Why am I going to smile when I'm dripping cold from sweat, rain, and exhaustion? I'll tell you why... Smiling is going to help carry me through. In the fifth mile, I'm going to revel in the fact that I'm *almost* there.....! When I'm finished.... No one can take that personal victory from me. No one....
What's a little rain on my victory, but frosting on the cake?