Saturday, March 1, 2014

Moving forward

I did it. I signed up for my first race. I’ll be running my first 5K in April. It’s kind of surreal but after months of my running friends assuring me I could, I finally am. Add that to the list of things I’m knocking out this year that I never thought I’d do. It’s only March, yet I am kicking butt with this personal challenge/facing my fears list, if I do say so myself.

I’m also steadily progressing in my personal fitness which is really exciting. It’s really not so much about my body’s aesthetics changing that I enjoy as much as it is learning about myself. I’m discovering I have this awesome stubbornness about me that I didn’t realize was there. I find that if I struggle with an exercise, I discipline myself to return to it repeatedly until I master it. It’s like I have to prove to myself that I am able to face any challenge. Hiding and avoiding is no longer an option. It never really was. My true state is tenacious and defeat only pisses me off enough to try harder and win next time. I kind of like that about me.
 

What’s more is that as I venture into this new area of wellness and healthy living I’m meeting people with a shared passion. These new friends are mentors and guides to me whether they realize it or not. They inspire me to shift how I see myself. They don’t see me as shy or timid. They see me as confident and joyful. They see a risk taker and someone who is willing to at least try. Between the new people in my life and the old ones who have cheered me on all along, I feel ready to face yet another challenge.

So, I ask you this. How are you stretching yourself? What are you doing to meet your goals? In what new ways are you challenging yourself? What life experiences are your tutors at the moment? Who in your life is showing you who you are?  If you’re not progressing, you’re regressing. So devote yourself to finding what moves you and keep moving forward.

http://www.jandaracing.com/odu-big-blue-5k/

http://www.blackgirlsrun.com/ 
 

1 comment:

  1. This is good stuff. I know the pregnancy is stretching me (both figuratively and literally). It's made me confront anxiety issues that I've always been good at stuffing away. I've had to learn how to be brave when I don't know what's going on and enjoy the grace that I've been given today. And have faith, which shouldn't be a novel thing at this age.

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