- Naomi Gates
- May 1
- 2 min read
This weekend I left country air and travelled to London to support my brother-in-law who was running the marathon. He did amazingly. I’m so proud that he achieved what he set out to do. Run the race and raise money for the British Heart Foundation in memory of his dad, John, who died in 2022.
He returned home with a medal. I returned home cradling another treasure.
Encouragement.
What a joy it was to be in a city full of encouragers. Everywhere - handwritten banners, personalised t-shirts, flags, whistles, drums, cheers, claps, whoops. Such exuberance. People had travelled from all corners to be there. Bags bulged with picnics and snacks.
We appreciate the effort that goes into running a marathon before and during, especially when the sun’s out and expectations are high. We know our presence on the sidelines will make a difference to their race and we do what it takes to be there.
We can’t tend blistered feet or administer first-aid, we can’t run a mile on their behalf or offer a picnic break. They must keep going, run themselves.
We can only encourage - but we know how powerful that is, before and during.
Encouragement sparkles with light and energy. It radiates warmth and smells of soothing balm. It communicates love and care, makes you feel seen and valued, accepted and celebrated.
It’s precious.
On Sunday, I saw encouragement fill lungs, oxygenate cells, lift tired legs, release tears, distract from pain, soften hearts, bring joy.
Encouragement expands the giver and the recipient.
Precious encouragement dwells in shimmering pools within us. We scoop it up and splash it about, scoop it up and offer it out. It’s more refreshing than even the best beer on a hot summers’ day.
I’d go again just to see that!

PS. Whilst encouraging others, I realised how little I encourage myself. My self-talk is often very negative and zaps my spirit.
Clear goals, a sense of distance travelled and a focus on the euphoria of the finish line are essential for achieving any dream. But encouragement makes the journey enjoyable.
I’ve not come home inspired to run couch to 5k. I have come home inspired to encourage myself.
Struggling to clarify our goals, an inability to gauge our progress, and the finishing line feeling so far off are common to us all. A few life-coaching sessions can ensure we’re running the race we’re passionate about and help us step towards that euphoric finishing line.
If you’ve a goal you’d love to realise do contact me.