Today I celebrate that with these new kicks. I'm letting go of the old ones that carried me through many, many miles... a 5k PR, the worst half marathon of my life, giving up on marathon training when an injury told me it was time, and six months of physical therapy. I'm thankful for everywhere those shoes took me (and know I should have retired them far sooner) ... but none of that matters now. Years later, I'm starting fresh.
It's easy to get frustrated when 3 miles feels hard when I could once pound out 15. It's easy to beat myself up about what I haven't done or what I could have done. But this is a new beginning. Zero fitness, but zero injuries.
No matter how hard it is to start all over, I will run. I run because it taught me I can do hard things. Because other than birthing my children, running my fastest half marathon was the most physically affirming experience of my life. I run to be strong, physically and mentally, to take time and space for me. I run because it keeps me humble. I've run 5 half marathons but the road doesn't care as I hobble my way back with walk/run intervals. I run because running is something I do for me and not for anyone else. #motherrunner #thisisselfcare #babysteps
(Originally posted on Facebook on March 11, 2016)