I woke up yesterday with all these mixed feelings about my second 5K race for the year. After being sick for this whole week I was not feeling too prepared for this one. However, I went ahead and for some reason I still managed to be nervous. Whatever could have gone wrong for the race, went wrong. My train was delayed, then there was no train service. Yup, it all seemed to be working against my favor. Not a good start to my run, but I was still determined to get this done. When I arrive, I find myself in a very disorganized race. How disappointing. I went off on my own because everyone seemed to be so scattered,honestly I wasn't surprised because I was told that some races are the same, we learn to pick the right ones.
Nevertheless, I enjoyed my run in central park. I had forgotten my IPOD and had no music, so ran all natural. Despite all these obstacles I managed to enjoy my run because every time I do run I find myself learning so much about how to discipline myself. Yesterday despite getting me buying a nice pair of Saucony sneakers, I still felt strong burning pain in my feet. :( I am now considering some biking and running. I need to mix up my cardio work out to manage to lose some more weight and make it lighter on my feet. So, at the end of my run I experience what now seems to be my the highlight of this weekend.
As I waited for my cousin to meet me, I noticed a bunch of cones on the floor and bunch of people with their running number on their chest. Funny thing was that while I was running I kept noticing signs to for another race that was also being held in central park. Curious to find out what was going on, I stood around watching as the many fellow new yorkers ran. Well, my question was answered All of a sudden I hear it, hundreds of footsteps, thump thump thump, and then I see them. There were hundreds of people running. I noticed the diversity, tall, short, men, women, black, white, and brown. So many people all just determined to make it through this race. I quickly felt my adrenaline rise, and a tinkle in my feet. I wanted to go right next to them running I held back, well for obvious reasons. jejej.
Then I cried. I stood watching every runner pass by me I saw a man that was in a wheel chair. This man despite his "impediment" was managing to accomplish his goal. He is not letting his "condition" stop him from doing what he wants to do. All these thoughts raced through my mind, and then I cried again because the greatest moment of realization hit me. I have complained for so many years about all these things that I want to do in life yet let so much get in the way and detour me. I take life for granted and never really appreciate what I have because I am too busy complaining about what I don't have and wish to have.
In life, many times, we just go on without being thankful for the things that GOD has provided us with. He has formed us so perfectly and created us with such amazing abilities. When we become used to seeing something everyday we tend to forget to thank GOD for it. Our health is one of those "miracles" of life that we fail to thank GOD for everyday. After seeing this man in this wheel chair running I realized, I have my legs, I have my health, and I am accountable before GOD in making sure that I will take care of this body.
As women we become asphyxiated we the meaning of beauty but to me one of the most important factor for us to stay beautiful is keeping up and loving your health. In order for me to reflect confidence about my exterior appearance I need to feel beautiful from the inside. I can't tell you how much I have learned since yesterday about the importance of beauty and health. I continue to thank GOD for my health and have vowed to take care of my body so that I can have the necessary energy to accomplish the many goals in life.
Remember we can't take life for granted, it's a gift so take care of it.
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