One of the great things about hobbies is that you’re willing to go the distance for partaking. I’m not one to claim many hobbies, well except this venue right here, but one thing that I’ve always enjoyed (for the most part) is running. This past Saturday I (we actually) drove about 3 hours to a beach town so that I could participate in a race. 5 miles to be exact, which was second-best to the 10-mile run I was really aiming for. Due to the ridiculous humidity and heat I just couldn’t bear running for longer than 50 minutes, which is why I did not feel prepared for the long distance.
I completed the 5-mile in good timing and was proud of myself, but let me tell you, it wasn’t all flowers and cupcakes when I got there. I don’t know how many of you have participated in such an event, but races are always interesting to me because there is a conglomeration of real athletes, whose bodies exude muscle and definition, mixed in with the rest of us who just want to be able to stretch down and touch our tippy-toes. As we’re all standing there doing our fancy stretches, I find myself comparing with other girls my age, begin to doubt my abilities, debating why did I even sign up for this thing, and how I’ll probably stop midway while all these other, fit people, will just fly past me. Well readers, I learned a very important lesson: don’t judge a book by its cover and DO NOT compare yourself, with anyone. I ran without stopping once, and once I crossed that finish line, I saw some of those fancy runners come in behind me. There’s nothing like inner strength. Do what you do for you, regardless of what it makes you look like on the outside. Whether we run 10 minutes or 10 miles, do it for the right reasons, and the long-term effects. I’ve been running for 15 years and still needed to be reminded.
Then Monday came, and I wanted to wear an outfit reminiscent of my middle school days: solid color shirt with a flowy, printed skirt. I love indigo blue because it pierces and stands out in this natural way.