But, I will share a piece from this past weekend. Troy and I ventured over to the amazing Windy City and spent a fabulous weekend with a great friend and his girlfriend. Awesome weekend. Awesome friends. Sunday, we wrapped up by running the Shamrock Shuffle together. This happens to be the world's largest 8K (4.97 miles) race. There were nearly 40,000 people there and it was AWESOME! Many dressed up, to help celebrate the Shamrock feel. Please see photo below for proof of such costumes:
Please note - Troy's shirt reads: "Take it slow with a picture of a turtle." I love him.
As we neared mile 4, I turned to Liz and said I REALLY want to break a 9 minute mile on this last stretch. And she replied "alright, here we go!" As I crossed the finished line, I knew I had broken the 9 minute mile and my eyes filled with tears. And in that moment, images of the girl that I once was flashed before my eyes... and the feeling of NOT being her anymore brought a feeling to me that I just cannot explain.
All my training, hard work, discipline, and healthy living, just doesn't get old. Do I still have a ways to go? Yes. But, I am so focused and so determined, I know where I once was and I know where I am headed. The feeling I felt, when crossing the finish line on Sunday will never get old. And that my friends, is what keeps me going.
It never gets old...... thinking about what I can do now and what I could not do at one time of my life.
It never gets old..... remembering the girl that could barely run a mile and now runs 10 miles on a Sunday.
It never gets old..... feeling better, looking better and living a healthy life.
It just never gets old.