In middle school and high school I was a cross country and track runner. I come from a family of runners, in fact. Even my husband and I met in college while on the cross country team together. Since then, I have coached two years of middle school cross country and track. Running metaphors and analogies come to mind quickly, thanks to all these experiences. For example: coaches and runners refer to the last 100 meters of a track as the "home stretch." This is the typically where the most spectators are seated to cheer for the finish. As a long distance runner, turning that final corner and stepping onto the "home stretch" is a relief (you have only 100 meters left to run) and the pinnacle of pressure (it all comes down to what happens in those final seconds). It is where you feel the most supported and celebrated and simultaneously the most nervous that you might come up short.
This accurately describes my emotions about the journey of being a wife to my husband and a mother to my daughter. I am aware that these are my most important roles in life...and that terrifies me. At the same time, this is the place that, when I'm doing things well, I feel the hugest successes. No matter what else is going on, this is what matters. It all comes down to how I finish on my home stretch.
My sisters and I (middle) at the end of a long race! |