To Break 2 Hours

I love what president Gordon B. Hinckley once said in a General Conference "try a little harder, to be a little better." I think each day, I can do "a little better" in something.

Last week at the Halloween Half Marathon I finally met the goal I set at the beginning of the year. I wasn't the fastest or fittest nor did I have the best form. Regardless, I set a personal goal in January and after all year of thinking about it, and running a couple of races without training, I realized I would have to try a little harder if I was going to reach that goal. So I did. I gave a two-month training effort, dedicated and motivated. During those two-months, I found that the effort in and of itself, trying harder, brought me to my goal of being better. It wasn't what the clock said at the finish that made me better, and it wasn't my placement in my age division. Simply trying made me, well... simply better. I ran the half in 1:53, a new personal best.

Not every run was great. But every run I tried. I haven't lost all kinds of weight, or become super-fit or incredibly athletic. But I got a little better with a little effort every day. Now what? I met my goal for the year, so what good does it do to head out that front door now, as the mornings grow colder and colder each week?

What I love about running is not so much the run itself--I am not a natural. After multiple marathons and half marathons, I have never experienced a runner's high. I learn a lot from each run though, and I feel like the life-lessons I glean from them are well worth the steps I take, so I keep taking them. And the lessons keep getting better.

As I ran this last race I was pretty focused on my pace-per-mile as they came and went, one by one. Of course by mile 9 or 10, I was starting to feel it and was tempted to slow down. I reminded myself that 2 hours would come and go whether I met my goal or not. Would I be pleased with my efforts? Then my family suddenly came to mind. Dania graduates this year, and Tori in two years. Their time at home will come and go, whether I have spent time with them or not. Will I be pleased with my efforts?

I think I am generally giving a good hard effort in motherhood, but can I try a little harder to be a little better? Always. A game here, some laughs there, a little longer walk, a frozen yogurt run, more memories and more good times. Just as my running goal required daily effort to become better and find success, I will never regret the steps taken and the lessons learned during the allotted time I have been given.

I can't help but look back and realize how very quickly the years fly by. It seems the more I want to slow those years, the faster they rush, like wind on my face and in my hair... uncontrollable, but thrilling to experience. Momentum has certainly set in. May the next 17 be as fulfilling, uplifting, and blessed as the last. I will never forget:

Hospitals and baby smells

Quiet nights and my heart swells

Feeding, bathing, changing too

Singing nighttime songs to you

Finger paints and sidewalk chalk

Bare feet when you start to walk

Beaches, snowmen, sun, and spring

Puppies, kittens, favorite things

Coast to coast, we've seen it all

Oceans wide and mountains tall

History and future too

Little feet in little shoes

Backpacks hanging to your knees

Broken stick-wands from the trees

Nature paths and city streets

Walks and runs and tired feet

Books and bed and story time

Cloud blankets and making rhymes

Cookies, picnics, hikes, and dreams

"Soaring in the sky" it seems

Schoolrooms, teachers, smiles and tears

Growing pains throughout the years

Weddings, changes, growing up

Such a bitter/sweet-ish cup

Middle school and high school days

Friends and races, concerts, plays

Finding time to read a book

Fires, hammocks, cabin nooks

Babies, pictures, family games

Vacations, no two the same

Church and prayer and blessings too

Always saying "I love you"

Road trips, skiing, trampolines

Birthday parties, Christmas things

Good luck posters, wish-you-wells

All the stories you could tell

Dreams of future special days

Setting goals and making ways

Cutting ties and apron strings

Heading off to bigger things......