March 2020 Slice of Life challenge
I watched the movie Brittany Runs a Marathon and it brought back some real raw feelings. Yes it’s a comedy but the theme of digging yourself out of a slump and accomplishing something epic was definitely relatable.
I started running because I needed to get out of my house. I was trapped by my baby and 3 year old. I was unable to relinquish control and accept help from anyone. Because of this I was failing to thrive. In order to be able to accept the help that postpartum depression forced me to so desperately need, I had to physically leave the house and allow my husband to relieve me.
First a jog turned into a 5K, then a 10k, next a 10 miler and a half marathon. Do you know where this is going? Running 26. 2 miles, the marathon distance, was only natural at this point. Then I had to run 6 more marathons and faster at that to make sure I knew how strong, tenacious and determined I really was.
Running hard and conquering those distances was not really about the miles. It was about proving to myself I could do it. That I wasn’t a failure. I began to thrive.