26.2 miles. 4 hours. Hours spent training. Hours spent alone with nothing else but your thoughts and the open road. Hours spent trying to work it out. Hours spent weaving in and out of energy and exhaustion, endorphins and anger.
A test of the mind. A trial of the body. A chance of mother nature and the fate of the day. Strong bodied, stronger willed. Strongest hearted.
It’s not meant for everyone. It’s not meant for the average. It’s meant for the special ones…the ones who set the bar and push it; the ones who are just crazy enough to step up and commit. The ones who believe in themselves.
And just like life, it is the steady who win. It is the calm who prevail. It is the relaxed shouldered and the long-term goal setters who know when they cross the finish line; they have won.
One stride, one foot, one mind. And the point will come when your mind goes to the dark place.
“Why did I do this?”
“What am I trying to prove?”
“Why am I here at this moment?”
“What do I have to learn?”
“What will I do when it’s over?”
“Don’t forget to breathe.”
“Just. Keep. Moving. Forward.”