That moment in your creative process where you are so close to finishing, but you are completely exhausted.
If you've read my book, Art Nurture: The Simple Guide to Cultivating Your Creativity, then you know I have trained for and run a marathon.
I don't go into great detail in Art Nurture about the story of my training season and that fateful day known as Race Day, but those who were present have heard the story and saw me on my journey.
I'll give you the readers digest version. I had an amazing training season. I was on track to hit my goal. Not a injury, not an illness, not even sore! My recovery runs were going well from my long days and all was lining up better than I could have anticipated going into race day.
Then race day arrived and I awoke to something unexpected.
I was feeling off. It wasn't anxiety. Nope. It was the onset of a bug of some kind. I had a fever. Not a bad one (at first), but a little itty bitty slight one.
And, yes, I ran anyway.
I had literally trained for TWO YEARS to get to this day! I wasn't going to let anything stop me from this. It had taken so much mental resiliency already.
DISCLAIMER: I do not in anyway endorse this choice for anyone else.
It was the best of times and it was the worst of times.
In fact, I was off my time and my race the entire 26.2 miles. It was not pretty in any way, shape, or form. My mind and I had it out. We had conversations. Novels. Fights. We made promises to each other that we never intended to keep.
And I'll be honest with you... even though I didn't actually feel ok for any of the 26 miles of that race, it was the .2 at the end that was the real kicker.
It's that moment when you pass the 26 Mile Marker sign and you still can't see the finish line, because it's around the corner, and you still have 352 Yards left to run!
That is the length of three and a half soccer fields plus 6 feet!
I was feeling rough, but I knew I was almost done.
The crowd is getting thicker along the edges of the race railing and you're searching for your cheering section. When all of a sudden, I see my little group. They have signs with my name on them. There was nice usage of glitter glue and bold markers. They are jumping up and down and screaming my name.
All of a sudden, as ragged-y as I had been the whole race, I picked up my pace and began sprinting as fast as I could. I heard one friend say, "How is she doing this?!" And then she started running along the sidelines with me until I crossed the finish line.
It took me an hour longer than I thought it would.
I learned a lot that day that has served me
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"If preparing to work with Court you should know that you will be challenged to be your best self and you will be given tools for how to do so.
You may also find yourself realizing dreams and vocations that may have been easier in the short term to keep hidden, but overall will allow you to embrace this creative part of yourself and live more fully." -Faith Josephs