You are Stronger than You Think
“It’s supposed to be hard. If it wasn’t hard, everyone would do it. The hard…is what makes it great.”
– A League of Their Own
At the beginning of the year, I posted about the importance of setting new goals for yourself in my entry – New Year, New Wishes. This past Sunday, as I ran through the finish line of the Statesman Cap10k Race, I checked one of the goals off of my New Year’s resolution list. This was the first 10K I have ever run and it required a great deal of discipline and training. Needless to say, this was no easy feat for me. I have never considered myself a natural runner, but thanks to the discovery of the Runkeeper app (see previous post), I have learned to thoroughly enjoy my morning runs. In fact, I have grown not only to love these runs-but believe it or not, I actually look forward to this time I have all to myself. I know that some of you runners out there might see this accomplishment as just the beginning, but achieving this personal milestone represented so much more to me than simply pounding the pavement for 6.2 miles.
Before my move to Austin, I went through some trying times debating if this expansion plan was right for me. I was surrounded by a wonderful community and very grateful for all that I achieved in my amazing hometown of Tampa, Florida. But despite all of that, I longed for something different. I felt more ready than ever to continue the growth of the company and to challenge myself in ways I have never done before, both personally and professionally.
While back in Tampa, I can remember putting on my workout playlist and setting out for a run along my typical route. As I ran, I dreamed of being in a new city, on a new running path, surrounded by new faces. It got to the point where I could literally envision all of these things very clearly. I knew that I had to do something in order to turn these dreams into a reality. Deep down, I knew that I was ready for a change and that I had to take a leap of faith. However, as I have mentioned in previous posts, the fear of the unknown was terrifying.
Last Sunday, as I was standing on Congress Bridge amongst a sea of runners waiting for the race to begin, something hit me. Suddenly I felt it; that sense that I had finally achieved all of those goals that I had set for myself during those daydreams back in Tampa. There I was- about to push play on that same playlist- but this time, in a brand new city, achieving one of my goals surrounded by countless new people and yet still feeling the support, presence, and encouragement from everyone back home.
If you are anything like me, you are guilty of beating yourself up more than you should. I find myself letting negative talk get into my head more often than I would like to admit. I always seem to be questioning myself about something. Am I setting high enough goals? Am I working hard enough? Am I growing the company rapidly enough? The list goes on and on.
But in that very moment before the race began, I stopped and reflected upon just how far I have come. Moving to a completely new place was bound to come with challenges of its own. With that said, I knew that if this was part of my long term goal, the time to make a move was now. I couldn’t wait another minute. I really want to work hard and establish myself now while I am still young, before the days of settling down, getting married, and someday having children.
I share this story with you as a lesson. Don’t ever stop dreaming or setting out to achieve your goals. There are times that your dreams might seem impossible, but please know that they are not. Sometimes people think that success comes overnight. There is no such thing. Anyone you ever see that is successful has worked at it and if they do it well, they might make it look easy. Any change that is worthwhile will require you to take many small steps, one at a time, many harder than the step before. But eventually they will all add up and everything will fall into place exactly as it should be. Life is no fun if you don’t experience a few roadblocks and bumps along the way.
Each day prior to the race, when I had set out for my morning runs, I barely noticed an increase in the mileage I had run from the day before. But before I knew it, I was crossing the finish line of my very first race, in a beautiful new city, with one more milestone marked off of my bucket list-and that felt pretty damn good!