I am in pseudo-training to get back to my pre-baby mileage in preparation for my marathon training which starts in January.I am post-baby by almost four months now and some days I just don’t feel like I’m making any progress. Then there are days like Saturday where something amazing feels like it’s happening. I can’t fully describe what happened on my 5-mile run, but I know it was an awakening of sorts.
It was a route I’ve done a million times and the same songs in my playlist for at least a year. I expected to feel as I usually do. Knee pain until mile one…boredom by mile 3…negative self talk until the end. None of that happened…well except the knee pain. After a mile it’s warmed up.
As each foot hit the pavement (one of my favorite sounds) I connected with the world around me and the universe surrounding it. I became ever present without dwelling on my life, work and other stresses. I somehow went beyond my normal cluttered mind and found peace.
I know this sounds all well and fine, but it’s a big deal for me. You see, I am a thinker and highly intelligent. My thought processes are extremely fast and often jump very quickly between topics and feelings. While this is productive in most of my life and keeps me very organized, it also means I am very rarely just relaxing or at peace.
As I became aware of my awareness I realized it was my internal and mental strength and openness that was allowing this to happen. I pride myself on my strength- physical, mental and emotional- but it seems the chink in my armor has always been my self-confidence and self-perception.
As I got to each mile, I surprised myself at how quickly the time had passed. Before I knew it my run was over and my body was spent- yet still I mentally and emotionally wanted more. It was in that moment that I quietly told myself that I knew…KNEW…I would complete that marathon. Not only will I run it, but I will relish my crossing of the finish line regardless of my time or aching body.
As the night wore on the worry and rationality start to kick in. What if this run was a fluke? What if it was only the weather or…something? Then I reminded myself how I soared and though I logged at a slower pace than I thought I was going…I ran strong.
Every day…every difficult moment…every run from this day forward I will remember the moment I mistaken myself for beauty.
I have these moments all the time about my husband and hopefully I’m not alone in these little moments of flight. I caught a glance at my shadow while I was out on the road and thought “Wow! She’s beautiful! I can’t to be a hard core runner like that.” In a blink I realized that shadow was mine. A few moments later and hiding the embarrassment I felt…I smiled a secret smile and realized I wasn’t striving to be a smokin’ hot momma.
I was already there.
mentally strong
ran faster than I thought
found my beauty