This time last year I was in Tromso in Northern Norway, psyching myself up before the big day: Midnight Sun Marathon, a 42km/26m run in the gorgeous setting of snow-capped mountains, lit by the never-setting Arctic sun at the time of summer solstice.
In fact, the marathon itself was a culmination, a triumphal parade, an ode to all the hard hours of training I’ve put in to prepare for the big day. I am thinking about it today in the context of a journey.
Every big success, achievement or an accomplishment starts with a first step taken days, weeks, months or even years earlier. What’s more, that step isn’t even necessarily deliberate.
I didn’t wake up one day and decided I am going to run a marathon. In fact, I used to hate running, when I started enjoying it, I was rubbish at it and it was not until a decade after I started running more or less regularly that I ran my first marathon. What happened is that I fell into exercising when I was conscious about my sedentary lifestyle and then little by little I got really into it, thanks, perhaps, to my competitive streak.
Once you are well and truly on your way, it’s natural to pick targets to aim for and heights to reach. I believe that many impressive role models you come across have achieved fame or recognition at some point of their journeys which may have been simply exploratory at their beginnings.
The point I am making is that you don’t have to think of a marathon to go for an afternoon run, in the same way that I am not thinking about writing a book or spreading the Ladies Who Impress word as am writing this blog. I am simply putting my throughs on paper, taking one step at a time. Life is a journey.
What step will you take without worrying too much about your destination?