The Finish Line Is No Longer My Goal

(CNN) — This month, I accomplished another “first” in my life.

On July 4, I ran in the Peachtree Road Race, a 10-kilometer (6.2-mile) race that draws close to 60,000 racers into the heart of Atlanta on the morning of our country’s birthday. Most people secure their race number months in advance. In fact, a lot of people don’t get to race because they missed out in the number lottery.

I found out that I would be running the race less than 24 hours before it started.

Six months ago I couldn’t run a mile without stopping to catch my breath. Six months ago I would have said, “No, thank you,” when offered a number to the race. Six months ago I would have found running 6 miles to be too daunting a task.

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