Tonight, I went back to where it all began. My 10k training is going well, and I’ve been trading in my gym time for running outdoors. So tonight after work, I decided I’d hit the track. The very track where, once upon a time, I could not run a mile. Now, I have no doubts that I can run a mile. I can run a lot more than that, and I’m about to run 6.2 miles soon in my first race. But tonight I was able to make peace with that track. I had a nice, leisurely training session at that very place where I felt such shame and defeat, and there wasn’t a hint of it left. I ran three miles in less time than it took me to get through one back on that fateful day. I reinvented my mile.
My high school mascott was a warrior, and I certainly never felt like one. Tonight I realized, I am finally a warrior. Tough, strong, resilient, courageous, and ready to take on whatever comes my way. I’ve fought my battles and I’ve earned my pride. Each lap was proof that I’d earned that title.
So that’s my victory of the day. Short and sweet. Today, I owned that track. I finally feel like a warrior. Reinvention comes in many forms, and it’s important to realize and appreciate how far you’ve gone, physically and emotionally. Sometimes it just takes going back to where you started in order to really see it.