I’m not a runner.
You know this.
I am slow. It makes me sad and frustrated. I’ve always been slow, even on my best soccer day. I’m not in tip-top shape. I haven’t enjoyed training. I don’t love to exercise.
[Amendment. Exercises I do love: playing soccer, Zumba classes, and water aerobics.]
Today is a celebration. The Seaside Half Marathon, for me, is a celebration.
I am celebrating a working body and a willing heart. I am celebrating feet that can move. I am celebrating the fact that I am single and I can pop down to the beach for the weekend with five of my girlfriends. I am celebrating warm weather and beach smells. I am celebrating a flexible job and a generous boss. I am celebrating health and sunshine and friendship and three hours alone on a flat race course.
For 13.1 hard miles, I will celebrate life.
It won’t be easy. It won’t be short. My friends will finish in around 2 hrs and 15 minutes. I will not. In fact, the race is from 7a-10a and then the roads open again. So it looks like I’ll be finishing with some grandmas and a bunch of fancy SUVs.
But even in the worst moments, I want to celebrate. Today I consider myself very lucky to get to be a part of this race. I’m not saying I’ll ever move for 13.1 miles on my feet ever again [I probably won’t and don’t let me], but for today, it’s gonna be great.
Keep up with me on twitter (@annieblogs) and this is where I will announce my survival/victory/injuries/puking.
I hope you have a great Sunday too. 🙂
What are you celebrating today?