#reverb14 is a prompt-a-day series for the month of December that is meant to give us all the chance to reflect on 2014 and the opportunity to write down our hopes and dreams for the coming year. Through December 31st Meredith,Sarah and I will be posting each day with a new prompt. Join us by writing, or join us by reading. No matter what you choose, come with us.
Victory Laps: What was your biggest accomplishment this year?
Something I have noticed over the last year is that I am just tired of writing about running. It isn’t that I haven’t been running (I have), or that I’m unhappy with running (I’m not), but that when I try to think about what I want to write, there is nothing there to share. I am running. The end.
There was a point in my life not so long ago where I was trying to establish myself as a runner and not just someone who ran for a year and then quit. I was trying to figure out how to be a part of the running community. I was celebrating all of the milestones that I was passing – running four minutes and walking for one instead of running three minutes and walking for two! Running a 5k without stopping! Actually running a 5k race! Buying real running socks and shoes! Running a half-marathon! Running more 5ks! It was a really exciting time.
Running and writing about running was also a really healthy way for me to untangle all of my thoughts about the work of losing weight and keeping it off. It helped me to put an order to the life that every college graduate has to build from scratch once the last box has been unpacked in their new apartment. Literally and figuratively, running and writing about running helped me to do better.
You all already know that I ran the Medtronic Twin Cities 10 Mile in 1:28:16. There is nothing I could write or say about the race that has not already been written or said. I was really proud of that run. I always wondered if I would feel like a real runner when I started running fast, or if I would feel like I was truly committed to running once I started running races where I could hit a “fast” time. I didn’t feel like more or less of a runner on that Sunday in October. But it was so wonderful to be able to see the results of my hard work.