For Christmas, my husband built a new shelf in my office to hold race medals, pictures and other race stuff. This blog is all me all the time, however, it wasn't enough. I needed a shrine to myself.
He wanted to put framed pictures across the top. I put a few up there but it's just really weird to have a bunch of pictures of myself around so there won't be any more. Sort of odd since all I do on here is talk about myself and post pictures of myself, isn't it?
This setup is a definite upgrade from my previous medal display. It was classy. I had an old school bulletin board that I had spray painted black and all the medals hung on the right side of the board. It was getting to the point where it had a bit of a lean to it. And, yes, that's a picture of a cat on the bulletin board too. My office is classy. It is part childhood room decor and part kennel but slowly being upgraded to fit more with the rest of our house.
I chose two race bibs to put in the frames. One of the first questions Kevin asked was why I didn't put the JFK one up there. It's the one big race he went to, from start to finish, and the longest I've run but my answer was simple. I'm not proud of that race.
On the other hand, looking back at those medals as I put them on the new hooks, I realized I only really have memories attached to a couple of them and it's not just the 'good' or 'fun' races. It's the worst of the worst and the best of the best. That's where the memories reside. My first marathon as a high point. my worst half marathon which greatly humbled me. There's Highlands Sky (no medal related to that but the bib is one of the ones on top) and then then another low at JFK 50 where I definitely learned a lot about myself. So, I guess I'll take the good with the bad and remember them all for what they were and learn from the journey as a whole.