Half-marathon training
Week 5, Day 2

Two miles on the track at the gym this morning. Like a lot (most) of you, I started out this morning thinking about a morning 11 years ago, where I was and what I was doing and remembering our nation’s tragedy on that day.

Then I started thinking about the fact that eleven years have passed. I would never have guessed where I would be 11 years after 9/11. It’s not perfect (I’d love not to still be fighting with my weight) but it is so much better than I could have imagined that day. Eleven years ago I never would have signed up to run a half-marathon. Not only because I didn’t know Angi then, but because I didn’t have enough belief in myself to think that I could run 13.1 miles or raise $3000. And now I know I can, with help from my friends and family, and proper training and coaching.

Turns out, there are a lot of things we think we can’t do, when the truth is that we just don’t know how to do them and we’re afraid to ask for help. In the past 11 years, I’ve learned that life is too short to be afraid.