On this day, last year, I ran my very first full marathon; The Soweto Marathon. I didn't realize it at the time but in retrospect it turned out to be perfect timing and one of the best decisions I ever made. I can't take all the credit though, because I was given more than a little nudge before I got there. After running a handful of shorter distances my father convinced me to go all the way this time around and honestly, I was intimidated by the distance but he encouraged me and convinced me that it was possible. I signed up, trained for it and completed the distance in conditions akin to hell's kitchen! That accomplishment, to this day, remains my proudest moment.
This is my tribute:
Dad, you're a role model, marathon veteran and running legend with OG status in my eyes. I want to keep pushing the pace with my running and life like you do. To be better than yesterday. To run harder, run farther than yesterday. You taught me that the marathon was simply a metaphor for life. If you can overcome the hardships presented in a marathon and endure the pain & suffering, then you can overcome anything life throws at you. You're conditioned to keep moving forward no matter how hard it gets because running develops perseverance and character.
Thank you for running with me. Now I strive to become to others what you are to me through Roadrunner Zambia. I'm a different beast today because of you...I'm built to endure.
Here's how you can learn from those that came before you and help those that will come after you:
Go the distance.