This weekend was a big weekend for me. Saturday night, I successfully cooked my first risotto (yum!), and Sunday morning, I ran my first big race since the half marathon a year and a half ago. Thanks to my knee injury from the half, I have been scared of running a long race ever since, and signed up for the Hot Chocolate 15K in hopes of conquering that fear.
I signed up a few weeks ago and began training but maybe didn't train as well as I could have or should have. I started getting pretty nervous this week but have also been trying to get over listening to my ego (thanks to reading
A Return to Love) and knew this was just the next step in the process.
Normally, I would have let not being in "tip-top training shape" stop me from running the race and would have been devastated that I wouldn't be able to run the whole thing. This time, however, I decided to accept the situation and instead focus on enjoying and learning from the race.
Since there was 40,000 runners, actually starting the race took a while. Thankfully, we had a great view to enjoy and some tunes to dance to while waiting.
As with any race, meeting up with people was a mess, and I ended up running the majority of it solo. Looking back, it was really all for the best because I got to run the first 5K with my roommate. It was her first race, and I was really glad I got to share that experience with her. Running and racing is one of my favorite things to do, so it was really fun seeing her enjoy her first race.
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| Kat & me pre-race |
After running the beginning of the race with Kat, I handed off my bag, and we parted ways as she finished her 5K, and I headed out for the rest of my 15K. All morning, there were so many moments that I wanted to throw in the towel and run the 5K. I knew in the end though that I would have felt like I had copped out of the experience and of conquering my fear.
When we got to the 5K/15K split signs, all of those doubts from the morning melted away, and I knew I was ready to accept the challenge of the 15K. Yes, there would be walking, but it would all be worth it in the end. Today was a mental test more than a physical one, and I knew I didn't want to let myself down.
Throughout training, I had been listening to music the whole time of each run, but my favorite way to run a race is to go the first half music-less then turn on the tunes when it starts getting tough. It helps me clear my head and set my intentions for the race at the beginning then rock out the second half and really enjoy myself. I'm so glad I let myself run that way today.
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A little after I turned on the tunes.
Running towards the beautiful skyline <3 |
In the end, I walked about a mile and a half, but that also means I ran just under 8 miles (the farthest I've run in a loooong time). It can be so easy to focus on the negative (aka not running the whole race), but today I chose to truly focus on the positive.
Today I chose to focus on all of the spectators cheering us on. The police men keeping the course safe. The little girl handing out high fives at mile 6. The chance to run the first 3 miles with my roommate. The sweet playlist I put together. The fact that I live in a beautiful city unharmed by the recent hurricane where I was fortunate enough to still get to run this race. Knowing I had so many people who love me whom I would get to share my race news with when I crossed the finish line. (I instantly sent a WhatsApp to Natalie in Turkey followed by texts to my mom & dad at home & brother in Boston then met up with Kat who was waiting at Buckingham Fountain to celebrate). And most of all, I focused on my health and how far I've come in the past year getting back in shape and relearning how to properly fuel my body.
Kat and I kept joking that we felt like rockstars after the race, and honestly, there aren't too many better ways to describe it. Sure there are lots of endorphins involved after running 9.3 miles, but it also feels so incredible to know a challenge was placed in front of you, and you chose to accept the challenge and succeed.
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| Hot Chocolate 15K finisher |
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| Feeling great post-race |
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| Making a mess of the post-race chocolate fondue... |
Even if you didn't 'accept a challenge' or overcome a fear this weekend, I hope you get the chance to soon. It can be scary but so empowering. Choose love and conquer fear. It's worth it.
I'd like to leave you with a quote that has long been a favorite, and now I'm finally reading the book it comes from. I hope you read it, let it soak in, and really let yourself live it this week.
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
- Marianne Williamson from A Return to Love