Today the counter on my blog shows the Chicago Half Marathon is four days away.
The event I have been training for since February is four days away.
I set a goal that I thought was out of my reach. The completion of that goal is four days away.
I thought it impossible and, yes, even insane to consider running 13.1 miles, all at the same time.
The time at which I will do exactly that is four days away.
Anyone who knew me prior to this year knows that I am not an athlete. Exercise was an eight letter dirty word. Running was ridiculous because, let's face it, running hurts. Anyone who knew me before this year knows that I have 3 bulging discs in my lower back that have, at times, rendered me unable to walk, let alone run. There has been a lot of healing in my back over the years, but I never thought I could be a runner.
And yet, here I am, four days away from running the most miles of my life.
I have prepared for this moment.
7 months.88 runs.
394.5 miles.
From 5 miles per week in February to 25 miles last week.
I am ready.
I need to remember this. Big goal. Small steps. But steps taken every day. Oh, there is a fabulous life metaphor there.
I. Am. Ready.
Chicago, here I come.
~~~Thoughts~~~
Is there a something you want to do that seems impossible?
Imagine what it looks like, feels like, smells like, sounds like, tastes like to have achieved that goal. Really feel it in your mind.
What is one small step you can take toward it?
If you aren't sure, or still think it is impossible, may I suggest you enlist help. A friend, mentor, coach. Find someone who can help you see and believe that nothing is impossible.
Until next time, may you love your life today.
