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    Confession: I’ve recently been uncomfortably challenged.


    A friend told me a few days ago she had a challenge for me.  I took the bait and asked for more info.  She said that she and a friend are going to run a half marathon next Spring and she wants me to do it with them.  That’s 13.1 miles people!  My body is not supposed to travel that far by itself…is it?


    After I talked to her, I found a journal entry from over a year ago and realized I felt much the same way now as I did then.


    ‘Last night husband and I cuddled on the couch to watch Invictus.  It was a great flick and I highly recommend it.  Throughout the movie, I wrote down several things I wanted to remember {I’m a geek like that!} and thought I’d center today’s post around some of them.


    The Latin meaning for Invictus is unconquered.  In the great poem by William Henley, he talks of his soul being unconquered.  I love this concept.  When you think about your life-especially about whether or not you can meet & exceed your expectations for your body & health-tell yourself consistently: “I am the master of my fate; I am the captain of my soul.”  Nothing can conquer your soul, spirit, self…except you. You truly are the master & captain of your own self.  You have the power to change & to be better than you currently are.

    When I first met husband, I HATED running.  With a passion.  I set one condition when I told him he could be my trainer and help me lose the weight I wanted {long before we were dating}.  I would not run with him or in front of him.  I was much too self conscious and I hated it, so it wouldn’t happen.  He agreed.  A month or so into my training regime-and after becoming quite comfortable around each other-he came into the weight room where I was doing my workout and said, “come on, I have a surprise for you.”  I thought of some fun ideas {ie: a movie, a pedicure, flowers, etc.} and saw nothing outside but a nice sunny day.  He said, “I want you to run down the hill & back with me.”  {He lived at the top of a fairly steep hill}.  I was pretty ticked.  I explained kindly but firmly my stance on running with or in front of him and he was insistent that this was a step I needed to take in order to progress.  So silently fuming at him {and the fact that he was so dang good looking I could hardly disagree with anything he said!}, I started jogging down the hill-knowing I looked completely ridiculous/uncoordinated/disgusting-while doing it!  He, of course, had reached the bottom before me and waited for me to go back up.  He talked to me about the importance of reaching past the point I think I can go in order to exceed my goals.  Of stretching to uncomfortable limits to conquer my fears and insecurities. From then on, our training sessions changed.  Each time he would have me jog a little bit.  One day he took me to the local school track.  He had a stopwatch.  He jogged with me {actually he ran circles around me while I jogged-slowly-around the track & kind of chewed him out under my breath}.  When I had jogged for 20 minutes straight-for the first time in my life-I started to cry.  I had done something I had never thought possible of myself.  I had exceeded my expectations. Had I not accepted Z’s challenge to begin a jogging program, I never would have realized my potential.  Soon I began to kind of like the feel of jogging and running and even an occasional sprint thrown in the mix.  In 2006 I completed my first 5k and had husband there to cheer me on.  I was so proud of myself for accomplishing something bigger than I’d thought I’d ever do. Since then I’ve made a conscious effort not to put limited expectations on myself & have been continually surprised with the new things I’ve mastered that I never would have imagined before.  Last month I completed my first 10k-another feat I didn’t think possible.

    Now as a coach & a human being, how do I inspire my clients & myself to become better than we think we can be?  It’s difficult because we each only know what we’ve done in the past; it’s hard to see our enormous and very real potential from our limited viewpoint.  However, I strive to do just what husband did with me…continually push others & myself outside our comfort zone & give others & myself someone to be accountable to.  I encourage goals that are a little bit higher than someone might set for themself.  Soon, they realize the thing I realized; they too can exceed even their greatest expectations.  And then, they-and you & me-truly understand there is no stopping the greatness to be achieved.’


    You  might be wondering if I ended up taking my friend’s challenge.  I’m hesitantly thinking about it and tentatively committed.  The fact that I can’t stop thinking about it leads me to believe I’ll take the plunge.  On one hand I think it’s totally ridiculous for me to even fathom running for 13 miles and on the other hand, I get a total thrill of motivation and excitement thinking about the challenge and the accomplishment I’ll feel when it’s done.  I know if I do it, I’ll exceed my own expectations yet again…and that is a pretty motivating feeling!


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4 Responses to Exceed Your Own Expectations

  • lisa wrote on September 14, 2011 at 11:04 // Reply

    I’ll let you know on Monday if you should accept that challenge! LOL

  • spencer wrote on September 14, 2011 at 11:10 // Reply

    I have always wanted to try a marathon! This has pushed me a little closer to actually trying it. Thanks!

  • Candace Nielson wrote on September 14, 2011 at 8:01 // Reply

    DO IT!!! If I was able to overcome the fear/anxiety/timing of running in front of others you can to!!! I know for me, running, has taught me that I can do all hard things. It’s mind over matter. Whether you do it or not you just never cease to amaze me and inspire me with your willingness to better yourself. I love you more than you know.

  • Laura wrote on September 19, 2011 at 1:26 // Reply

    Inspiring Karli! I’ve always told myself I want to be a runner…even though I despise it! Runners have tight abs, tight butts and little to no cellulite! As I leave my house daily, I occasionally glance over to see the sticker on my neighbors rear window of her car that says “13.1”. She looks my age, but much more fit and attractive. I’m jealous of her, that I’ve never allowed myself to be dedicated to becoming what I desire to be and to accomplish such a task…and now I have a new excuse…I HATE running with a jogging stroller! Tonight, I will run…excuses aside. Ryen will stay home with daddy and I will hit the streets…no matter how late I may have to wait. Day 1 – Laura becoming a runner! Thanks for the good read and good luck to setting and achieving higher goals!


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