9.11.14Discuss an accomplishment or event, formal or informal, that marked your transition from childhood to adulthood within your culture, community, or family.
I remember the moment when my dad told me about himself crossing the finish line of his first marathon his sophomore year of high school. He left me with that thought after he tucked me in one night many years ago. My mind was blown at that point, but not enough to stop me from dreaming my first dream of a marathon freshmen year of high school. This was just a spark of my competitive side.
The emotions of actually running a marathon had not set in when I signed up for the race. They did not set in many months after signing up. How could I be nervous for something that was so unknown? Though the moment they did finally set in could not be more clear: lunch time, a couple weeks before the race.
One day, at school, I decided to sit at the senior table with some friends, which was nothing out of the ordinary. Most of us were on the cross country team. Being the youngest, a freshman, I really looked up to those girls. Soon the topic of my marathon came up. The words still play back through my head. If the captain of the basketball and soccer team doubts me, how could I not doubt myself? In that moment, the emotions hit me.
“Never again, never again” were the words in my head the last half of the race, promoted by the pain shooting up through my feet.