Nothing makes me more happy and proud than when I read about my fellow Disney runners accomplishments. Like JENN, who just ran her VERY FIRST MARATHON this weekend! The MARINE CORPS MARATHON! Yeah, THAT Marine Corps Marathon!!
And STEPH, who cranked out – or maybe more appropriately “gimped” out – her second marathon in the past two weeks. Yes, that’s right, TWO WEEKS! At the MARINE CORPS MARATHON!
Over the past couple of years, I’ve lost track of the number of smiles that have crossed my face, and the happy tears I’ve cried, as I’ve watched/read/tracked runners from all over the world complete an unbelievable accomplishment. From Meb’s amazing victory in Boston and reclaiming both the city – and the race – back from the cowardly acts of a couple of misguided idiots, to a girl on crutches crossing the finishing line at Sunday’s MCM, it all hits me right in the heart. I know it’s something many people don’t understand, especially those who don’t run. But for those of us who do, and know first hand about the aches, pains, mental games we play with ourselves just to get through the miles, the good luck charms we carry with us, or even maybe just a prayer that is whispered before a race start, it all makes total sense. It may not be about a victory, and age group award, or even a little trophy. It’s about more than that. SO much more than that.
It’s about the ability to push our body to its limit. It’s about friendships, old and new. It’s about that indescribable feeling you get when you hit that pace you’ve been shooting for for weeks/months/YEARS even. It’s about finally fitting into those skinny jeans that were hiding in the back of the closet. It’s about looking at yourself in the mirror and being proud of the person looking back at you. Mostly – I think anyway – it’s about the feeling of accomplishment.
Whether it was taking that first step out the door, throwing that bag of potato chips in the trash, or finishing your first triathlon, there’s not a damn thing wrong in being proud of yourself. Go ahead, brag a little. Or a lot! Whatever it is that you accomplished, be proud of it! Because I can guarantee you, there’s someone else out there who’s proud of you too. And if you can’t think of anyone, I’ll be proud for you. Because that’s what runners do. That is WHO WE ARE.
Enjoy the ride.
What’s the one thing you’ve ever done that made you proud? Do you ever get weepy when you see what happens at a finish line? What’s the most memorable athletic moment you’ve ever been a part of or seen?