I’ve been feeling inadequate lately when it comes to running. Actually, not just running, but also writing about my running experience when I’m just a novice. I tend to focus too much on how far I have to go and how little I know. I’ve been trying to find ways to make this experience more meaningful and motivating for me and anyone who may read this blog. I mentioned this to Jordan the other day and he gave me a challenge to complete by today. He told me to visualize success for myself and write a blog post about it. Well, here’s a rough draft.
Success would be comfortably running 30+ miles a week and not have it aggravate the condition of my leg. Success would be figuring out the right balance of activity, therapy, and rest that would allow me to continue running.
Success would also involve my family. My goal in pursuing running isn’t just to run marathons, but also to live a healthier lifestyle and live life to the fullest. I want Jordan, Chloe and my future kiddos to be a part of this with me. They are what make me happy. My personal success doesn’t mean anything to me without them.
It might be important for me to also remember what success is not. Success does not mean that my condition will suddenly disappear. My prize for accomplishing my goals does not include being rid of lymphedema. My condition will never go away. It took me more than five years to accept this fact. No matter how well I take care of myself, my condition will never go away… but I can do everything I can to keep it from getting worse.
I would also like to include running the Paris marathon (maybe London too) in my success. I’ve had a dream of running the Paris Marathon ever since I served a mission for my church in France and Switzerland about ten years ago. I have visited Paris a few times since then and I just love everything about it. I love the language, the people, the culture, the history, everything. I imagine myself running past Notre Dame, the Eiffel Tower and along the Seine River on my way to the Arc de Triomphe. I’m hoping to run this marathon in the next two to three years and have my little family there with me.
And I want to include qualifying for the Boston marathon as part of my success. I know. Lofty goal.
This is definitely a rough draft of what I believe success could be for me. I’m sure I’ll make revisions as I continue working towards goals and realize what really matters. I might need to also remember that the journey matters as much if not more than the destination. My success might just be never giving up.
What is success for you?