Then I watched this week's episode of The Biggest Loser.
The season is nearing an end and this week the remaining contestants ran a marathon. Know how many miles that is? 26.2. Know how many months they all have been losing weight until running this marathon? SIX. Yes, in just six months, these morbidly obese, out of shape, and very unhappy people worked their asses off every day to not only lose weight, but become so much healthier, from the inside out. Doesn't 6 months sound like a painfully minute amount of time to prepare for a marathon? I mean, people train year-round to get to that point, many of them in better shape than these contestants. And here they are, still carrying a lot of weight, running up and down hills for 26.2 miles.
A pic of the cast at the beginning of the season - just six months later, 4 of them ran a marathon.
As I watched the footage of their run (while mentally blocking out the cheesy music and dramatic shots), I couldn't help but get PSYCHED for the contestants. I was also in awe because I am not the runner I once was due to a nagging injury. But as I watched the BLers run/walk through knee pain and calf strains, inspiration just washed over me. They were able to mentally fight through any physical discomfort to just finish what would be one of the biggest feats of their lives. They were able to find the inspiration and motivation to go all the way. How can you not feel inspired by this?
The Final Four before their big race. Daris (left) destroyed the previous BL Marathon Record with a time of 4:02.
Just like negativity can start a downward spiral of destructive actions, thoughts, etc...an inspiring moment can breed positivity, breeding motivation, breeding creativity...to not a downward spiral but an exciting climb up to the top.
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