It has been five days since we finished our first half marathon, but it still feels like it was yesterday. I can still hear the crowds cheering and the bands playing. I can close my eyes and see the finish line. Every feeling that encompassed me in the moment I crossed the line is still present. I don’t think the feeling will ever leave me. It’s a part of me now. There are moments when tears begin to fill my eyes because of the pride I have in our accomplishment. Not a day has gone by when Rachel and I have not spoken of our experience. Our faces beam with excitement as we recount every step and every feeling. We are both filled with an indescribable joy and a newfound confidence that has led us to proclaim, “Let’s do a full marathon!” For us, I suppose, this is only the beginning, but I know that I want to hold on to this feeling as long as I live. I want to tell my children and grandchildren about the day when I exceeded my expectations. For now, though, we are still relishing in our victory. Tomorrow, well, that’s another day and another run.
How far have you ever run?