I love looking back at the photos of my race weekend. They never cease to bring a tear to my eye. I was laughing today because of my picture from the expo. That poor girl had no clue what she was about to do. She was scared nearly to death but excited to try. Whenever someone asked her goals about the race her answer was "To not die.".
I am no longer that girl. As much as she will always be a part of me, I will never doubt I can finish a marathon, or anything else I want for that matter. My body image is completely changed. I am less discouraged at how my legs look, they are still scarred and larger than I would like but they carried me to a long standing dream. I am much more forgiving of a little cellulite. I look in the mirror and see strength not weakness, there are no words for how freeing this is.
I know not every person will have a chance to run a marathon. I want to share the video of me when I caught sight of the finish. It was supposed to be a picture but the palm of my hand switched the camera to video. Please excuse the slightly off key and overly exuberant singing, I had after all just completed 26.1 miles. I was nearly there, joy and thankfulness was radiating out of every pore. This is what it looks like when a girl that was told she can't realizes she can and did.
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