…..and I am totally hyped up to keep seeking.
Nike totally took me to another place with their #FindGreatness challenge. I sort of stumbled upon it in my daily social media musings but, for some reason, this one TOTALLY rocked my world. I wanted to get people involved. I wanted to lead a movement. I wanted to take charge of this “fear” and “I can’t” thing and throw it out of the window. I was tired of hearing it from others AND myself. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to do it. But I had to do something and I had to do it quick. And I had to make it worth it to people.
But how do you “convince” people they are “worth” it? How do you convince people to go beyond what they believe about themselves? How do you get people to look beyond what they have ALWAYS seen in the mirror and see the possibilities? How do you get people excited about all of the potential in their bodies and in their minds? How do you get people to KNOW without a DOUBT that their quality of life will change when they change the quality of their thoughts about themselves?
Or you stop talking and do.
Saturday night, when I started feeling funny, I didn’t know if it was my body or my mind. I had not really told anyone what I had planned to do on 8/12. I posted the F7 Workout, hoping people would be encouraged but I had a bigger plan in mind. I went to bed, feeling sick but dreamed about what I was going to do the next morning.
I got up a little after 6, threw on my shorts, cap and Garmin and headed out to the Indian Creek Greenway. I left my IPod on purpose. I needed to focus. My longest run to date had been 7 miles…on a treadmill. I wanted to do 7.7. I took off and in the first three minutes, both of my shoestrings came loose. When I got to the one half mile mark (written on the ground), I looked down at my Garmin and realized, I had forgotten to start the time. I then decided that it was me against the circumstances and if I had to run for six hours I was going to hit 7.7 miles.
I ran past people out running with their friends and dogs. There were people having conversations (translation: able to breathe) and people running faster than me. I was hurting early in my run and I decided to keep going. Somewhere around mile 3, I felt like my quads had been magically touched. They felt open and free. My knee stopped hurting. I was in my zone. And then I ran out of trail space. I turned around and took the street. And then I saw it.
It was the memorial for the young man killed on his bike by Columbia High School not too long after Miles had died. (Let it be known that Miles and I have a lot of conversations when I am running because he’d probably think it’s pretty funny that I have now taken up the sport. He’d probably also be somewhere in his Sponge Bob pajamas waiting on me for an hour to finish my run since he was ten times faster than me.) I wanted to avoid it because of the emotion but I decided to take the hill across from it and then cross the street and run right past it. All I could do was pray and thank God. I was so thankful to be out there running and having my life and to know I still had time to find what was buried in me. After that, I took off. I couldn’t feel anything. I ran and ran and turned around and ran and completed 8.0 miles!
When I got in the car and did what most of us would do, give ourselves a shout out on Facebook :), I realized someone had accepted my friend request. Who else but CARMELITA JETER?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Can you say OVER THE TOP with excitement? I don’t believe in coincidence. I know I was lined up to find what I found Sunday. I didn’t just find my “edge” or my “greatness.” I found the Tasha that has been buried deep inside of her fear and desire to pull everyone else along EVEN IF they didn’t want to come.
After I tweeted my accomplishment, Nike tweeted me back and said, “No turning back from a new PB (personal best). Head up, feet fast-the road ahead is paved with promise and victory.” Yes, it is. And there is room for you all.
Did you #findgreatness yesterday?