From Alcoholic to Marathoner. Who would’ve thought 🤷🏻♂️? I’m gonna call Big Sur “The Sum of ALL Fears.” Mountains that will make hills look fun. Winds that bring “the wall” to you. Weather that first makes you want to remove layers, only to regret it later, and then back again. This was therapy for me. Once you start, there’s no way out. You’re forced to confront your fears. You are forced to defeat the you that was. You’re forced to not be the same once you realize you actually can pull it off. You realize your enemy was always you. Your paradigms, your perceptions, your cynicism. I was reminded that I’m not my habits. That I can beat them. A marathon doesn’t allow you to cheat. You have to put in the work. It’s pointless to spend your life trying to baby yourself if the route won’t. The journey I started on my birthday doesn’t end today. The first 20 weeks just helped me realize how much damage I had done to myself. If anything, it’s a lesson that you can’t just fix things later as easily as you ruined them. That said, like Kintsugi, this is one of those ways to make the broken pot stronger and more beautiful. Thank you @toprunperformance. I get it now. Yes this won’t be my last. To all those who supported me, hugs. To those who didn’t let me quit, even when I was injured both physically and mentally, I owe you. To those who think marathons are just stuff of vanity: try one. This is not about showing off medals. For some of us, it’s about the journey to be better people. #love #race #marathon #bigsurmarathon #mybsim (at Big Sur, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cc3g2dNvrLI/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
