Sitting at the finish line of a half-marathon/full marathon is quite a place to gain inspiration. I had never done this before but did this past Sunday and will have to do it more often.
I ran a half-marathon Sunday. My brother-in-law’s girlfriend ran a full marathon. I finished before her (not as obvious as you may think) so after I got my chocolate milk, banana and pizza at the finishers tents I walked back down the finish line to cheer Lydia as she finished her race. This gave me the opportunity to observe a hundred or so people finish their run.
For many – if not all – they finished more than a run.
They fulfilled a dream. They conquered fears. They overcame trauma.
They cheered. They smiled. They laughed. They cried.
The fast ones. The slow ones. The walkers.
All expressed some sort of joy, release, satisfaction as they crossed that finish line.
It was an amazing place to be and an amazingly powerful thing to observe and be a part of.
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