I had the lovely opportunity of spending this weekend with my father and childhood friend, Kristen. I get to see these two simultaneously about once a year, and without fail the same conversation always comes up:
"Emily seriously had a Phoebe run growing up. You should have seen how awkward she was!"
The Friends reference is pretty accurate. I was lanky and uncoordinated well into my twenties -- but I didn't let that stop me from running. Every day I would wake up hellbent on getting my miles in and my speed eventually increased and my runs got longer.
With four decently-timed marathons under my belt, I must admit it's pretty cool to think how far I've come since my first shuffles around the block.
My running "career" can also be applied to my actual career. Sure, plenty of people are naturally good at sales, but practice can definitely paid off. I'm at a point right now where I'm determined to stick with selling and hope to see major improvements as my skills mature.
Cheers to persistence, learning, and self-improvement!
Life's not a sprint -- it's a marathon.
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