I’ve recently been asked a few times what or who inspires me…..
I think as a runner we all have someone who motivates us, inspires us and that one person who just never gives up on us. We may not realize that the one person just in life, who inspires us, makes us want to be a better person, but also to make ourselves proud. I am lucky enough to have both…..
My best friend is the person I looked to as inspiration to start running. She started and I always was the driver and cheerleader to run events. I’ve waited in the cold, wind, rain and on days when the sun was crazy hot, but I was the cheerleader. I’ve stood beside some awesome people as I’ve clapped and cheered runners in across the finish line. Koren, has been that one person, who has pushed me to get to the gym, get outside and do training. She inspires me to keep pushing myself to be a better runner. We’ve ran many runs together, but it has never been that we cross at the same time. This coming February, we will be crossing the Disney Princess 5K together, as besties who run together. Even racing each other on the treadmill (yes she always wins) during training, encourages me to push myself to be better to get fully outside my comfort zone. Since I’ve started running, she has waited for me at finish lines, all with smiles and showing me she is proud of me. Koren is not only my best friend, but she is a sister to me. We inspire each other at the end of the day, with our goals and dreams; we never leave each other behind, and will tow the other until our feet get back going again. I could go on and on about how she is my sister and I love her and will always support her as she does for me…
Matt, motivates me with his constant, “get used to be uncomfortable pep talks”. Encouraging me when I feel I just don’t think I can do a run, but at the same time providing me with the support of “game play” for running. There are times I just want to tune him out, but I know that its friendship love pushing me, when I truly need it.
When I share an idea, he doesn’t push me back down to a comfortable zone. My first marathon when my next dream is accomplished it will be this amazing friend bringing me in to that finish line. He’ll be paying it forward and back to me, by being the on course cheerleader. This takes a friend to offer this up, to not be selfish and totally give back to the run and help me accomplish a dream and a goal all with no added benefit for him.
My friend Mike isn’t a runner in my league of running and I’m pretty sure if I ask him again he will tell me he hates it. He doesn’t inspire me to be a better runner, only never to give up, but what makes him who he is to me, is that he makes me believe in myself. He is the one friend, who plays the devil’s advocate with me. He reminds me that health at times comes before a run and mostly I always should be listening to a doctor when it comes to my lungs and my most recent woe of the stress fracture. He at times is that stern person who will never be afraid to tell me no, bad idea, which makes me proud to call him my friend even more.
He inspires me to want to do better for myself, but mostly never to change who I am. If I could have asked for a brother, it would be Mike and I do consider him my family. I may never in my running career see him at the finish line cheering me on, but he is the first person that gets the message, that I’ve finished. They say blood is thicker than water, but I can love water just as easy and know I have support. I could never thank him enough for what he has done to date to help me, motivate me, or how he has actually inspired me to be better. Mike has my back in life. He listens to everything whether he wants to or not. He’s seen my emotions and never backed away. Thank you Mike for being in my corner.
At the end of the day, running is just like life, strategy, game play, mental and lots of laugh. These three people have my back, are the wall that pushes me, who help me around my own walls and fears.
Have you ever thought who your support people are? For running and life? Who are those people you turn to, without realizing it? Who you turn to for help, when you’ve hit that mental wall… Give those people thanks, hug them and tell them, how they make you happy in life and in running. Treasure today as tomorrow is just a gift….