I was going to blog about my 5k experience, and maybe I still will. But to me, this is more important. The 5k will be but a distant memory after I've run my 2nd, and 3rd, and 10th, but this moment RIGHT NOW is one I want to memorialize in a blog post. Because it's not about how I felt when I raced, it's about how the race made me feel about myself. Training for it, participating in it, and running even after I don't feel like I need to train for something specific, just because I CAN.
So here is the blog post I want to share with y'all - I hope you like it.
I can find beauty in so many things, so why was it so hard to find beauty in myself? I'm smart, I'm talented, I love fiercely. But it took my 5k experience to feel beautiful.
I had photos taken by the lovely and talented Joy Robertson for my author page, website, books, etc. Some I thought looked pretty good, while others had me questioning everything. Why was this one included? I look fat. Why did I wear that shirt? It doesn't hide anything like I thought it would! Why did she see the beauty in these shots, when I don't?
But once I got over the fact that I'm gonna look how I look in pictures, I decided to DO something to make me WANT my picture taken! You'd be amazed at how beautiful that moment can feel, when you've just lost 10, 15, 20, or in my case, 27 pounds!
Am I perfectly thin? No. Am I perfect at all? No. But when I stepped on the scale and saw THOSE numbers, I felt beautiful!
When I looked at my photos from the Color Run, and saw I still had some of my old arch enemies sticking around (tummy, chin, etc.) that I've yet to run off), I still felt beautiful! Because I just ran a 5k and I was covered in color and I was sweaty and dirty and probably smelled a little - but I did it! THAT IS BEAUTIFUL!!!