|That's me in the middle of the shot, 9kms in.|
Just over a week ago, I ran in a ten kilometre fun run for the first time in my life.
Just over a year ago, I could not run for more than a couple of hundred metres without stopping in pain or being out of breath.
Just over a year ago (fifteen months to be exact), I weighed twenty one kilograms more than I weigh now.
Why am I telling you all this? It's not about "look at me" or to brag about achieving these goals. The thing I want to tell you is that just over a year ago, I genuinely thought that these goals were IMPOSSIBLE for me. I genuinely believed that losing the weight and running for ten kilometres were NEVER dreams I could achieve.
To finish the run was an amazing feeling. The Captain brought the Batsman and the Bowler to be there at the finish line. My mum and dad came too. The sun shone through the cold air. In the process of completing the run, I raised $2400 for the autism early intervention organisation who have done such incredible work with the Batsman. Like I said, amazing feeling.
When I think back to how I felt a year ago and try to identify what it was that was the starting point of working towards these goals, the only word that comes to mind is "reach". I was able to reach forward and try and somehow with a bit of blind, clueless faith, know that I could move forward.
That's all I can come up with. Nothing too profound. Reach, reach, reach.
Are you reaching for any goals right now?