I used to write a lot more personal posts on here, but lately haven't exactly known what to write about. I'm not sure who reads my blog. Potential Clients, past clients, family, friends…potential friends? Who's out there? With my lull in posting I'm not sure that anyone is out there reading these words. That being said, a few days ago I went back and read some of my posts from years past, and realized things about myself I may not have if it weren't for my writing in those moments. I don't keep a traditional journal. I've never been good at keeping up with writing. Perhaps I will post more for myself again, in hopes that someone else may be interested.
Part of my hesitation in writing anything recently has been my fear of alienating anyone who did pop on by to see photography – because what my brain has been filled with recently is running. Lots of running.
In 24 days I will be running the Boston Marathon! The person who wrote this would be saying, "Whhhaaat?" My current self still says that sometimes, but it's true. At least I hope it to be true. I haven't completed the race yet.
Last weekend my team, Team Brookline, and I ran 19.2 miles to the finish line. When I ran down Beacon Street past the point where my friends and family will stand on April 21st, there I saw my brother cheering me on and I definitely had tears in my eyes. This weekend we're running with a bunch of charity teams, 21 miles along the course from the start line in Hopkinton. This will be the longest distance I've ever run – that is, until marathon day!
There's something really serene about distance running. Once I've reached about 10 miles or so, my body gets into a groove and I forget I'm running for a while. Then there's the inevitable moment where my brain says, "You can stop running, you know." At which point I do a mental check from my feet on up and realize my legs aren't tired, my breathing is really steady, and then I tell my brain to be quiet and I keep on running.
My birthday is just a few days before Marathon Monday. I'm proud to be in my mid-thirties, the strongest and healthiest I've ever been. I'm eating better – more consciously than I have in the past. I love knowing when my body needs fuel and how to do it properly. I love feeling the strength in my legs and the strength in my breath. What I'm most proud of is the strength that I've gained in my mind. I truly can do whatever I set my mind to – I just need to go after it.
The photo above was taken last Saturday morning heading to run 19.2 miles with my team. This stretch, heading down the hill to the left, is part of the marathon course.