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There was a time in my life when the heavy girl I saw in the mirror was my main inspiration to workout. Looking back on the girl I was in my early 20s -- fun, working single girl, living in the Big Apple -- I realize that I wasn't fat. In fact, a lot of the time I looked pretty good. But, you know, it's all about perspective. And my perspective at that time was that my nights of hitting the two-for-one happy hours with free all-you-can-eat hot hors d'oeuvres needed to be paid for with hours on the elliptical.
You could say that fear of fat was my main motivator in those days.
But then I started to run.
Funny how putting one foot in front of the other -- no machines necessary -- can change your perspective.
I entered my 30s and moved out of the city. I had gotten married and the hubs and I decided upstate New York was the place for us. Or, at least, we hoped it would be. Ten years later, we know it is.
I continued to run. I started to enter more races and, in turn, I started to run more. I began training for races. I wanted to become better -- to train smarter, to run faster, to gain endurance. I wanted to prove to myself that I could run. For real. I wasn't motivated by a fear of fat. Instead, I was motivated by PRs and long runs that got longer each week. By completing tough hill repeats that, a year or two earlier I never would have dreamed of attempting.
You could say that I began to inspire myself.
Make no mistake: When I see rockin' running mamas, like Paula Radcliffe and Blake Russell, I am IN-spired. I think about how they can balance being moms with running well and I tell myself to get with it.
And, yeah, I see those 80-something grandmas who run marathons or anyone who has overcome a disease, tragedy or life obstacle but still gets out there and runs and I think, I can run one more mile.
And, of course, when I look at my son, I'm inspired to model healthy habits for him.
For the most part, though, I trust myself to be my main inspiration. Narcissistic? No, I don't think so. I think I just feel that I need to run for me. I need to be healthy for me. I need to train and try to set personal records for me. There's nothing wrong with looking outward for inspiration and I definitely do that from time to time. For me, though, I'm it. I'm no longer looking at a heavy girl in the mirror -- I'll leave that image for my youth -- but at a strong running mama who wants to stay that way for as long as possible.
The bracelets I had made for my running group last month, but also a title I like to think applies to me.
It's a better image. Believe me.
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