|Mid training hoodie half|
So the transformation that is not the physical side of this...for me this is about believing in myself, having others believe in me, and having my family be a part of this process. There have been training weekends where the only energy I could muster up was the energy for my long run and then going to work for the day. I trained as hard as I could for this race and can only hope that it is enough. But again, in the end, Boston is a dream and the reality is the people that surround me every day. My kids who are not embarrassed that I am the running coach at school, or give me the high five when I beat the bus to school, or have a conversation about me "as a runner" with one of their friends or teachers, and use me and my hobby as an example in an assignment. This is a crew that paces me on a run on their bike or doesn't laugh while I plank in the driveway but rather get down with me. That is a reality I never thought would be.
|End of my freshman year 1997|
An old co-worker of mine ran Boston today for the **fourth** time (I had this earlier as first...FOURTH). He is an amazing guy on many levels but having a wonderful wife and three cute kiddos makes him even more awesome. His wife was posting on social media today and she was on Bolyston ready to spot him as he came in. Well she found him just as he was passing in front of her, as she screamed uncontrollably with her daughter right next to her and his head turned, found them, and he ran over mid finish and hugged his wife and daughter and then ran back towards the race course, waving and smiling and continuing on with a full heart. That video made my day.
|my heart...my support crew|
Embrace the suck...choose you...hard is possible...remember the journey.