i'm proud of these. my finisher's medals. i have even run a few that don't give medals. (it doesn't mean i didn't finish).
sometimes you get injured or too sick to finish. it does happen. i'm not knocking people who don't finish a race. i have heard that it's habit forming. quitting when it gets hard. i've also heard it hurts. that a dnf (did not finish) haunts you. there is a saying in the running world, dead last is better than dnf. i've had one dead last (or 11th place). and i prefer dead last to dnf. always.
i realized this week you can buy a race bib and a race tee shirt. you can register get the tee shirt, the race packet and all the swag without a lick of training or stepping to the starting line. and for this race, it was a really cool tech shirt.
but you can't buy the medal. you don't get the medal till you cross the finish line.
i wear my tee shirts, but i didn't earn them. and earned this medal.
my medals are in a drawer in my vanity. i don't wear them, no one sees them. yet they mean more to me than the tee shirts. i know how hard i worked, the training miles, the painful steps, the mental conversations in my head to earn these. i look at these medals and i remember the race and the stories that go with it.
finishing. finishing strong. that's always my goal
the growth physically, mentally and spiritually i've gotten from doing the hard things, from finishing is noticeable.
this was better than the medal at the finish line
2 timothy 4:7 i have fought the good fight, i have finished the race, i have kept the faith.
i like being a finisher.
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