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Finding greatness in your “failures”

On May 3rd 2009 I laced up my shoes, stood beside the crowds on a great sunny Sunday Morning that only the city of Vancouver can offer, and stood at the start line of the 2009 Vancouver Half Marathon. This was not my first marathon, in fact it was my third. I stood there, beside that crazy part of society that pushes the human body to itsouter most limits just because they enjoy the sport of running.

This marathon was important to me. I, for months had decided that I would like to finish the 21km distance in under 2 hours and 30 minuites. I was instant on this time, for some strange reason this time was so very very important to me, somehow acheiveing this time would validate me as a runner, finally validate myself as an athlete.

I was properly trained for the run, I had put in the kilometers on my treadmill that I need to put in, lost weight that I needed to loose to get my body in better shape to run the 21km distance. I was ready, and focused. Then out of no where, a leg injury prevented me from running 2 weeks prior to the run. This pain plagued me, every time I walked it hurt. I was mad, I could not believe that after all my hard work and training that this stupid injury would prevent me from acheiving my goal. My very important goal. In the days leading up to the run my leg started to feel better, then the worst possible thing happened. I got sick. Fever, coughing, sweating when its 5 degrees out, sick. I could barely walk up a flight of stairs without coughing up a lung, and all of this happend 2 days before the run.

So, I thought about not doing the run. Giving in to the sickness, the pains in my leg. Then I decided to do it. And at the start line I stood, hacking up a lung but I was standing there. After all my hours of training, I had earned the right to run this race, I had earned the right to run.

The beinging 5km was alright. I was coughing, and breathing became a problem because I was all stuffed up. I saw my boyfriend and sister at this point and seeing their faces gave me the motivation to move forward, to finish the rest of the 15km. I was already tired, and the finish line seemed like it was 18 milllion miles away. I started to feel dizzy, the effects of dehydration started to kick in at about the 8km mark.

And then it happend….

My greatest fear …….

My “IT band” which is a muscle that runs from your knee to your upper thigh snapped at the 10km mark and my leg locked up. I could not bend my leg, I could not do anything. A person working a first aid stand pulled me aside and asked me if I was alright, I said yes. He said it would not be advisble to finish the race, that I wouldn’t be able to run it. He patted me on the back, said good luck and away I went hobbling towards a distant finish line.

At that point I wanted to quit. I was in so much pain, so stuffed up, and coughing constantly basically I wanted to quit. I wanted to just leave the race. I started walking, I could no longer run. I was in tears, after all my hard work, after all the weight I had lost I had now failed. I felt horrible.

So I hobbled a kilometer and my leg started to losen up a bit, when 3 ladies who were memebers of the “team in training” group smiled at me and asked if I was alright. I explained my story to them and they said “Well you can walk with us, we just want to finish this thing we don’t care about the time.” Then I started to talk to my new friends from Seattle. The  one had a son that passed away from lukemia and  she was running the race for him the other lady lost a mother to the disease. They were still smiling, they were just so happy to be there, to be apart of this race.

They became my motivation to finish.

In pain I began to power walk. I left my new friends and said “see ya at the finish line.” The last 2 kilometers felt as if it stretched for miles. I knew that I had long gone past my 2hour 30 minuite finishing goal, but I was just greatful at this point that I finsihed the race.

I crossed the finish line at 3:13:56 almost 45 minuties longer than my goal. But I crossed the finish line with a smile. I felt lucky. I have so much to be greatful for, finishing the race longer than predicted did not matter anymore. What mattered is that I looked past my “failure” and found the greatness in realizing that I did not fail….only that I finished in a different way as I thought I would.

Oink, Oink, my friends………

 

Origninal blog post found at https://jbingham82.wordpress.com

May 4, 2009 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Living is a gift.

 Living is a gift. No matter what god you pray to, or what scientific theory  you believe of how us humans came to be; life is a gift, but more importantly it is a privilege.

 

Life is a gift that most of us take for granted. We go about our normal lives, our  day-to-day lives and yet most of us have no regard of what a privilege life is. We don’t realize how amazing it is, how much of a gift it is to see others that we love live their lives.

 

It is only when something happens to us that challenges this notion of life that makes us appreciate how privileged we are to be living, and to be surrounded by others doing the same simple thing, Living their lives.

 

Death is something that no one talks about, and something that no one truly respects. The notion of Death is something that lives somewhere buried in our subconscious, it is something that don’t want to think about. Death takes life away, it essentially takes this gift away. I have had many people in my 26 years of living  pass away, I have had to deal with Death, face that part of our existence head on. My own mortality has been tested a few times, I have come close to death, come close to that final frontier, that final step to our existence. I will tell you this, it was far more easier being faced with death myself than to watch others I love come close to it, or die themselves.

 

Our gift of life was given to us long ago, as our bipedal human legs stretched across that African Savannah about 2 million years ago. The gift of life is something that we all take for granted. We do not realize just how fast that gift can be taken away, how in one single moment it can be taken from the grips of our hands, and how fast it can be taken from the people that we love.

 

We are in the end blind. We are blind not only to our own mortality but the mortality of people around us. Even with all of our knowledge that our society has obtained throughout our evolutionary history, and even with fantastic medical breakthroughs that we hold in our hands, we and people around us  cannot stop Death.

 

To this I say Live your life. Live if not only for yourself but for the people who love you. Don’t take meaningless chances with your life; respect the gift that you have been given. We should all be holding our lives in our hand as if we were holding fine 18th century china. We need to cherish not only our own lives but the lives of people around you. Don’t argue with people over pointless things, don’t start arguments that are meaningless. Don’t ever leave your loved ones without letting them know that you love them, and how much they mean to you.

 

I now more then ever appreciate the gift that was given to me long ago. I appreciate life. I appreciate the joy that it brings.  I am gifted with this appreciation in the same way that I was gifted with my own life.

 

Oink, Oink My friends…..

March 26, 2009 Posted by | Motivation, Plateaus, Success, Uncategorized | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Quotes that have and still inspire me.

I have had a little bit of writers block lately, I have had trouble with what I should  write about on this blog so I figured the best way to get it “unblocked” was to go back to the beginning, go back to where my inspiration comes from, my favourite quotes…………

 

“The Miracle isn’t that I finished, The miracle is that I had the courage to start”

 

                         -There is so much truth in this quote. Starting anything is the hardest part, finishing

                           Is the easiest.

 

 

“Jealousy works the opposite way you want it to”

 

                          -This is true, being jealous only feeds the negative person that lies within you, the person

                            That you want to get rid of.

 

 

“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” –Plato

 

                           -Plato, can’t argue with the man.

 

 

“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.” –Plato

 

 

“Your body is your only vessel, fuel it wisely.”

 

 

 

 I have a few ideas for next week, Iam sure that I will have alot to say by then….

 

Oink, Oink my friends…….

March 19, 2009 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , , , | Leave a comment