Yesterday as I was packing for our pending move I discovered something I thought I had lost in one of my 49 moves.
There they were, stuffed deep in a box, tangled and tucked under a bunch of old papers – some of the many medals I had acquired over the years – for the marathons and the countless triathlons I had participated in. Quickly the memories of races gone by flooded my mind – each race began with the same promise and hope.
And you know what -those races, as tough as they were, built my confidence. Every time I crossed a finish line I was given a medal. And although everyone receives a medal, it was a such a feeling of joy and accomplishment.
A marathon or any kind of race is simply a measurement. If you cross the finish line you are awarded with a medal. For the majority of runners it’s about finishing the race. And although I desperately wanted to qualify for the Boston Marathon (I came so close so many times) – I didn’t hit the magic number. That said, I was thrilled to cross the line each and every time and receive my medal no matter the time.
Running 26 miles takes guts, courage, strength, determination, fortitude, a belief in the body to preform and maybe , just maybe, a little bit of hutzpa because running a marathon is somewhat crazy and yet so enticing. Just knowing I could run 26.2 miles or 42 kms was so empowering. In many ways running a marathon is like life. 
We begin fresh, shiny, smelling good and full of promise and throughout life we encounter tough parts and sometimes we’re even a little stinky. But if we dare to live the life we imagined – the life we dreamed when we were younger – it is pure gold.
Life rewards us with medals of abundance, joy, health, peace, prosperity and wild success. Sure there will be times it will be challenging – anything worth doing is – but the amazing rewards are so worth it.
I am glad I ran my many races they empowered me to keep believing anything was possible.
These days I derive the same satisfaction, accomplishment and joy by standing for others and being the change I am seeking in the world.
What brings you joy and confidence?
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Until next time, stay inspired to live the life you dream!
Oh that darn – Ego
