The Finish Line: a means to healthy living, not an end
I don’t think I realized how far 15K was when I signed up (thank you U.S. schools who ignore the metric system). But I was running with friends, and so I trained.
For me, I needed a goal to work through post-baby, post-2-c-sections, and I needed to challenge myself. After having two c-sections only 16 months apart, I thought I would never run again. So crossing the finish line meant so much more to me than just running 9.3 miles, it meant trusting my body again and feeling like I had really moved physically beyond having babies.
The finish line was also a means to a new life, not just an end. It’s been a week since my race, and I’ve run twice and biked once. Setting a healthy goal was not just about meeting the goal and calling it good, it was about establishing a new way of life, one that continues well beyond the finish line of the race.
Any healthy living goal can be just that – a means and not an end itself.
Omitting soda from your diet.
Organizing a solitude retreat.
Running a race.
Meeting a goal feels so good. It’s been a week since my race, and I’m still on a high about crossing that finish line at full sprint. It created momentum and a new rhythm to help me continue to develop a more healthy, balanced life.