Today is day 18 of the August Healthy Living / Fitness Blogger Writing Challenge, and today we’re talking about the proudest moments of our lives. This is an important topic to me because it allows us all to step back from the moment and to reflect upon all that we’ve accomplished in our lives, instead of dwelling on things that haven’t happened… yet. As well, It makes us think about what we can do each day that will make us proud next year:
What will you do today that will make you proud in a year?
My three beautiful daughters make me proud every day – the things they say and do are often a reflection of me, and the things that I’ve taught them. But besides my daughters there are other things I’m proud of – mostly my return running.
Last year was my grand return to running and racing.
It wasn’t easy to come back – I’d been off for a good five years and had lost a fair amount of endurance, but I registered for the Toronto Women’s Half Marathon even though the thought of training for a race with 3 small young children at home scared the shit out of me. Racing was even more scarier – what if I told every person who read my blog about the race, and then I couldn’t finish it?
I trained and trained. I fit in running whenever I could. I loaded Brooke and Amber up in the jogger while Sierra rode her bike beside us and we ran around our neighbourhood, sticking close to home in case anyone needed a potty break, to be nursed, or just needed more water. On some of those runs my two youngest used the opportunity to take a nap:
But finally the day I feared, but had trained my butt off (literally) had come. RACE DAY. The one day that I’m the most proud of because despite all the races I did BEFORE kids, this one was the hardest to register for, train fo and just do. But I did it. No one was there to cheer me on, or take pictures of me, but I have the medal/necklace that I wear proudly ALL.THE.TIME to show for it:
My necklace reminds me to keep doing what makes me proud – a year later and I’m running two more half marathons this fall, and hopefully many more in the years to come.
What is the proudest moment of your life?
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