This past weekend that I had was one of tests and perseverance. It was one of redefining who I believe I am to myself. I proved to myself that I can do anything I put my mind to, even if I’m cursing the air as I do it!
My boyfriend and I, along with a great group of our closest friends, participated in the #FenwaySprint Spartan Race.
I think after living here for 2 years it’s fair to call myself a Bostonian now, so running my first race (EVER!) at such an iconic place such as Fenway made the day all the more special.
Months leading up the race, I think I talked myself out of doing it a handful of times. I “trained” for only 2 days and every day I told myself all the things that I am not. “I’m not a runner”, “I’m not as athletic as the people I’m doing it with” “I’m not tall enough for the walls” etc etc. Instead of focusing on the positives, “I’m small and swift (Icould Usain Bolt anyone racing at field day in middle school)”, “I’m determined” and “I love a good competition/ I’m competitive”. I downed myself and made myself feel as if I weren’t good enough.
I think in some way we all do that to ourselves in certain (or multiple) areas of our lives: going up for a new position, gathering courage to talk to your crush, networking with a bunch of other bloggers etc; we find it much easier to harp upon the negatives than celebrate the positives.
(not even half of us who ran)
After the race, I was extremely proud of myself. Yes, it was only a 3.2 mile sprint with 15 obstacles, something an avid runner would fly through in their sleep (the fastest time was 26 minutes 0__0), but for me it was a big deal. I solidified all the positives I thought about myself and washed away all of the negatives.
Another great part about Saturday was the fact that I created a memory with a crew of people I love and admire, each one inspiring in their own way.
We all went to my friend’s parent’s house afterward and had a great meal (pasta, savory meatballs, sausage and peppers, GUACAMOLE!), some delicious cocktails and plenty of belly laughs.
To me, that is what life is about: accomplishing things you never thought you would or could and celebrating those moments (over a delicious meal) with the people you love.