At Weight Watchers this week we were given a heart-shaped PostIt note and asked to write, “Tell me one thing you love about yourself or one thing you love that this program has done for you.” and put it on the bulletin board.
I wrote that I love my naturally curly hair and I love that this program helps me keep track of my sugar intake.
When she asked if anyone wanted to share what they wrote I really thought a little more about what she was asking. And it hit me.
I love that I don’t quit.
She discussed how it’s easy to see what we love about other people, but once in a while we need to stop and look at ourselves and see ourselves with the same love and grace others view us with.
On this day where we celebrate love, and after having thought about how I love that I keep getting back up, I remembered this moment.
This photo signifies so much to me.
It was taken at the completion of my second half marathon in May 2015 and my husband had just put my finisher’s medal around my neck.
My husband and I were going through some rough times and the training for this half marathon had become more therapeutic than any other running I’d done to date.
In fact, I almost quit the training and was going to back out of the race because I just didn’t think I could handle it all.
But I didn’t quit.
And for the first time ever I ran only to music and I thought a lot. During those miles I found a strength deep within to press through the training, through the bumpy road life was taking me down, through the lessons I was learning in the process and as I finished one extremely rough 11-mile run I remember saying out loud, “I am an endurance athlete! You picked the wrong person to mess with, because I don’t quit.”
I may not be running right now, but that fire that pushed me through those runs is still pushing me to keep fighting for my health.
It died down to a flicker for a bit, but as I’m easing into 2017 it’s beginning to glow brighter. For the first time in a very long time I feel back to what used to be my “new” self.
Photos and glances in the mirror remind me that I am not the same person physically as in this picture, but the spirit that drove me to finish that half marathon when some things in my life were turned upside down is still there.
Because I don’t quit. I won’t quit.
And that guy and those problems? We didn’t quit either. We kept fighting. We got back up.
With 21 years (and counting) of marriage under our belts we still agree it’s all worth fighting for. I’m one blessed woman.
Happy Valentine’s Day Everyone!