I just completed a 12KM run on 15 September 2013. For those avid runners and super athletes, this probably is a blip for you. I do a variety of cardio vascular activities and am relatively fit.
But I am no runner.
Why would I therefore put myself through such a trial? Because it was there and it called to me.
Life can sometimes appear too sedate. You can get very rhythmic about your routines and it can very easily turn into a life on auto-pilot – you’re there but you’re not really there. I needed to shake things up. I had done a 10KM run with barely any preparation and made it through (just barely)… but that was some eight years ago. The mere thought of getting through a 12KM run, let alone the preparation, both physical and mental, to do something like this, roused the inner beast in me. Sure, bring it on.
And I needed a new marker.
We all have things we can call on, in our reserves, to help us pull through tough or uncertain times. Things that can help us define who we are and what we believe we are capable of. But these are not static. We move, we grow, we change. And in so doing, these markers as I call them, need to be redefined and updated from time to time.
I knew that this was a new challenge : interesting, daunting and yet … possible. I needed to know that I could do this.
Having now completed the race, within the allocated time, I have created a new marker for myself. A new way of defining or even refining how I have come to see myself. And perhaps how others may see me. It has rejuvenated me and has been, at the very least, invigorating. When you push your boundaries, you have the opportunity to see yourself afresh. That change in perspective colours everything you see, do and believe.
We all need new markers from time to time.
We are free to find the markers we feel best fit us.
We are free to redefine our passion, our edge, our life.