After completing my first marathon in 2001, I said "never again"! Time passed, not too much time. We forget so easily. I signed up to run another one. After completing my second marathon in 2002, I said "never again"! Time passed, a lot of time this time around, life got in the way. Now I am signed up to run my third marathon!
I remember saying "never again" both times. I even remember the reasons why I said that. I remember I got many blisters on my feet. I remember hitting the wall. I remember my toe nails turned black and eventually fell off. I remember my legs hurt whenever I walked for a few days after. I remember being an emotional wreck. I remember every muscle, bone, tendon, ligament hurt!
But what I remember so vividly even more so, was how I felt when my foot landed on the mat at the finish line and I heard that sweet chirp! What I experienced mentally at that split second in time is why I am willing to go through all this (what some would call torture and agony) all over again.
Imagine how long a second is! Not long, is it! It passes with the blink of an eye! Packed into that split second in time when I hit the finish line of the marathon, I felt such a great sense of accomplishment. I felt like I could fly and like I could take on the world. I felt jubilation and triumph. I felt the confirmation of my strength, will-power, determination, fortitude and my ability to conquer. No other experience in my life, so far, as been comparable to this euphoria.
I want to live another one of those split seconds!
To truly understand what I am trying to explain, you would have to walk a mile in my shoes, or I mean, you would have to run 42.2 kilometers in your runners, cross the finish line and then watch out!