I went for a run this afternoon. It was a beautiful day. 72 degrees, blue skies with fluffy white clouds. The sun was hot but the breeze was cool.

I ran and ran and just kept running. I ran 8 miles. I have never ran more than 6.2 miles (10K) at one time before in my whole life. But I am training for a half marathon, and I have to start running further.

While I was running, I never had a doubt that I would be able to do it. I knew I had the strength and the stamina to add two more miles to my longest distance. And honestly, if I wasn’t worried about hurting myself by going too far without working up to it, I probably could have done 10. I was totally fine.

It was so empowering. I am starting to reach distances that the average person will never run. I am starting to do what I used think was impossible for me to do. I am starting to realize that we are really only limited by our thoughts. We can do the impossible if we want it badly enough to push through the resistance.

I ran 8 miles today. Me.

Two years ago, I would have been thrilled to be able to run 3 miles on a regular basis. 3 miles was such a big deal to me. 5K races were scary.

I ran 8 miles today. Really, I did.

It’s really got me thinking. What else can I actually do that I don’t think I can do? How am I limiting myself in other areas of my life?

It was quite a run. It changed me a little bit. I am now someone who can run a long way. I am different than I was yesterday.