When I decided to do the Half-Marathon, I knew it would be hard. But I also knew it was something I had to do. For me.
It took just about as much effort for me to sign up as it did for me to cross the finish line. A very different kind of effort, but very similar all the same.
I have some health issues that I knew would make it incredibly challenging, so I really went back and forth about whether or not I should do it. As soon as I decided to go for it, I announced it publicly.
Which I rarely do.
For lots of reasons.
But I knew that saying it out loud would help with my follow-through. And I knew the accountability would provide some motivation for me.
A lot happened between the day I signed up and the day of the race. A lot.
Several friends expressed their concerns about me doing it. But for reasons I couldn't really explain, I knew I needed to.
On race day, it may have taken more courage to join the crowd at the starting line as it did for me to cross the finish.
And I did both for me.
I needed to tackle an unbelievably difficult goal, and unquestionably complete it.
I needed to feel like I accomplished something.
I needed to see a finish line and actually reach it.
And when I did...
For a few minutes, I felt like I could conquer the world.
And that was so worth every risk and every mile.
What's something you did just for you recently?