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The Reservoir in Central Park: My favorite place to run |
“The marathon is cancelled. Let’s drink.”
It was a text from my friend Liz; she and I had trained to
run together that Sunday.
The day was Friday, November 2, 2012, less than a week after
Hurricane Sandy hit the East Coast. The cancellation was necessary; nearly two
hundred thousand homes were damaged and over hundred people lost their lives.
It was the right and only thing to
do, but selfishly—a small piece of my heart was broken.
Running was still new to me then, but in that short period
of time, I had grown to enjoy how empowered it made me feel. Preparing for the
marathon gave me a reason to stay focused. I saw improvements with each run: my
legs felt strong and my heart and head clear. I mourned the loss of my 26.2
mile goal and months of training by quitting running. I quit taking care of
myself too, and easily settled back into a gym-less routine I found comfortable
and comforting.
Sometimes change is subtle, for me it was revelatory. It
took nearly five years, some rosacea treatment medicine side-effect weight gain,
and yet another not-worthy-of-my-time-but-I-liked-him-anyway guy who ghosted to
realize I was truly ready to reset my life. I had to stop fixating on what was
happening to me and just start making things happen. And one crucial step
would be to seize what eluded me in 2012 and cross that finish line in Central
Park.
For years I had been wearing laziness as a medal but was now
eager to trade it in for a real one. I joined a gym, took a hard look at my
diet, and deleted every single dating app on my phone.
It was the summer of 2016, and it belonged to me.
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My newly minted PR from last weekends Staten Island Half! |
Summer became fall and I had completed the nine races and
one volunteer slot required to qualify for the 2017 New York City Marathon. I had
lost 10 pounds. Running aided in my self-confidence; it gave me moments of
solitude to reflect not on what still lay ahead, but on how far I’d come. Winter
arrived and I accelerated my weight loss efforts by joining Weight Watchers,
which was gratefully provided for free through my work. Winter was soon spring
and now summer has ended. Twenty pounds and loads of self-doubt lighter, I am nearly through my marathon training. My legs feel strong and my heart and head clear.
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My final qualifying race! |
True, I re-ignited my love for running, but more so I found
a renewed sense of self-worth—fueled by the realization that only I can dictate
my happiness. On November 5th 2017, I will earn a medal to commemorate
26.2 miles through the five boroughs of New York City, but in reality that medal
will signify a far more important achievement.
I will finish the marathon not only with a new personal best; I will finish at my personal best.
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Left: March 2016, Right: August 2017 (Same work bathroom selfie :-p) |