15 Dec 26.2 for you…
There’s few things that I get to do with you now.
The moments that we get together are rare and far between.
But the times we do are remarkable,
It’s the songs that play on the radio when I’m having a rough day.
It’s the Sunday hikes when I look out into the distance and feel your love.
It’s the moments that I feel like I’m slowly fading, but your light shines down on me.
It’s the conversations that I have, and the life I decided to live.
It’s thinking that I can’t do something,
For you to then, remind me,
That I can.
26.2 for you.
It’s easy to do things that you’re not good at.
It’s easy to stick to the familiar faces and places.
It’s easy to say I can’t,
or “not this year.”
It’s easy to NOT do things,
to ignore, push away and forget about things,
Especially the things that scare you.
But that’s not the life I want live,
that’s not what I want my life to be.
I don’t want it to be cliché or common.
I don’t want it to become a routine.
I want to do as many things as possible,
Even though I’m terrified,
or not sure how it will turn out.
I want to travel the world,
Or with friends.
I want to take a picture of every sunset,
And get married during one magical, blissful sunrise.
I want to visit every National Park
And get a star named after me.
I want to write a book,
And sell that book to someone other than my dad.
I want to see The Ball drop on New Years eve in Times Square.
I want to go to the Ellen show and dance on TV.
I want to snatch 145lbs and clean and jerk 200.
I want to have kids, and raise them exactly how my parents raised me.
I want to go snowshoeing,
And then invent a way for me to never get cold.
The list goes on,
And that’s exactly how I want it to be.
I never want to stop exploring and doing things.
This life is rare,
And it’s not promised.
And if there’s anything I know,
It’s that this life is so very fragile-
But so intimately important.
That’s why I’m doing
26.2 for you.
Because you never got to.
Because I never thought I would.
Because it scares the shit out of me.
Because it hurts and I hate it.
Because for every mile i’m going to remember one year of your perfect, beautiful life.
Because you didn’t get to see 27.
So just before my 28th birthday,
On May 6th, 2018.
26.2 for you.
I can’t think of anything else I would rather not do.
because I HATE running.
But you loved it,
and my god,
I LOVE you.
and all of these miles,
all of these
won’t be as bad,
because i get to spend them with you.
And i’ve realized life isn’t about doing things that are easy,
It’s about doing things that help you grow.
It’s about seeing an obstacle,
And finding every reason not to cross it,
And then putting your head down and deciding to grind.
It’s about being better than the doubt.
And when the time comes when you get to choose your path.
I hope I always choose the one with hills and chaos,
Because as the saying goes,
“A smooth sea never made a skilled sailor.”
So take the risk.
Run the race,
Quit the job,
Write the book,
Fall in love.
Do things that scare you.
And when they seem to hard to do them alone,
Find someone to do it for.
26.2 for you.
Today I registered for my first marathon,
Holy shit I am actually crying just thinking about it.
I’ve started my training and I have the best support system already.
(huge thank you to my new running friends, my old friends that think i am actually insane for doing it and my family that will be there every step of the way.)
And even though I have already wanted to quit and miss runs,
Because growth doesn’t come on the good days.
It comes on the shitty, no good, cold, knee joint throbbing, hip flexor tightness, marathon training days.
So here’s to 2018 and making my sister proud.
“Do not just slay your dragons, dissect them and find out what they’ve been feeding on.”
Find a reason,
be the reason.
Just do it,
because this life is too beautiful to not…
Choose to do,
for all the right reasons.
If you have ever thought about running a marathon,
Or after reading this you want to run one for someone
(even if that someone is you)
I would love for you to join me.
The link to register is here,
Im gonna need all the support, prayers and signs that say “move your ass kels”
If you want to follow along, I post most of my adventures on my Living Wright Instagram.
Side note: I have legit never run more than 6 miles (thats being generous) at one time. so you could see how running 26.2 is actually making me sick to my stomach.
But this past weekend i ran 6.5 and didn’t stop to pee. so that alone was a win!