we met at a bar.

Well, something like that.

April 2010- I'm on the right May 2013

April 2010- I’m on the right (I couldn’t even button this shirt)
May 2013

After graduating from college in 2009, I thought I had everything together and that everything was perfect. I mean, that’s when your life begins, right?! With little “real world” responsibilities and more money than I knew what to do with, the brutality of the 9-5 began to take a toll on my sobriety, bank account, and waistline. Many of my evenings and nearly all of my weekends were spent hopping from one happy hour to the next and 2 am Taco Bell binges.

Finally, in January of 2011, I realized SOMETHING, ANYTHING, EVERYTHING, needed to change. This could not be the life planned for me or a story I wanted to tell around a campfire. I was overweight (181 pounds), depressed, and unhappy.

So it began! It wasn’t easy, but I started training for my first 5k. Being a former college soccer player, this should have been a simple task. Hand me a soccer ball and I’ll run all day long. Hand me running shoes and just go ahead and throw in a complementary inhaler. Running, just plain ole running, was not my thing. I knew plenty of runners and I’m friends with lots of them. To me, people like “them” were born to run. Even though deep down inside I wanted to be one of “them.” I just didn’t believe those were the lemons handed to me. Running was scary. Running made your legs hurt and your lungs burn. But, each time I laced up, it got easier. One-mile become two-miles which turned into three-miles. My confidence and self-esteem were lifted. The extra weight and unfavorable habits melted away. Running always makes my bad days better, and my good days great.

Running has helped me restore my sanity. All the negative thoughts and criticism are silenced with each step that I take. It has become spiritual for me. It only takes a small leap of faith to begin. When I began this journey two years ago, I would have never envisioned it leading me here. I’ve made new friends, completed two triathlons, finished my first marathon, ran three half marathons, and participated in several races in between. I’ve discovered the real me. No obstacle is too big, and no mountain is too tall. I’m stronger than I think, I just need to believe it!

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