How Did You Do It?1
Today is a guest post from my friend, Lucy. I first met Lucy at boot camp last October. I don’t know that I’d really considered what I was getting myself into, but Lucy along with the other girls in the gym were such a constant source of encouragement. She always has a smile on her face, and I love it. She’s a fighter. Enjoy this post. By the way, when Lucy runs, she blows me away!
I have asked this question many times. I have been asked this question many times. How did you do it?
I cannot count the number of individuals who have asked me, “How did you start running? I can’t do it. How did you do it?”
To make a long story short, I had the desire to run, but I didn’t have a plan to execute this desire. I started attending boot camp in the evenings with a friend. Boot camp involved a lot of running. My friend, who is also my neighbor, and I decided to get up and walk every morning. We knew we were struggling with our running at boot camp. The walking turned into some running. Little by little, between running at boot camp and doing it on our own, we got better. As time marched on, the goal of running didn’t seem too lofty after all. In fact, we ran two 5K’s last year, and we both placed second in our age division in one race. I was pleased with my hard work and determination. The fact that I was running was what pleased the desires of my heart.
However, I cannot stress this point enough; I could not have done this alone.
I found myself repeating this bible verse in my head many times while running or during boot camp when things were getting tough and I didn‘t think I had it in me to go on:
“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13
A valuable life lesson that one needs to be reminded of over time is this: You need the help of others to get to your goal. I needed My Lord to strengthen me when I thought I could not go on. I needed the help of my friend and the many other friends along the way that I have met while we were all striving for the common goal. The support of my husband who knew I needed time for myself to make it happen. My acquaintances that would see me out and say, “I saw you ran a 5K, good for you.” I needed these people for support. For encouragement. To push me.
That’s how I did it.