iamlshauntay on Instagram: "Two years ago someone asked me how I could call myself a marathoner when I wasn’t good at it. My response went viral. Actually, it’…"
Two years ago someone asked me how I could call myself a marathoner when I wasn’t good at it. My response went viral. Actually, it’s pinned to my IG & Facebook profiles as an intro video.In that video, I said you’d never find me breaking records. Turns out, I was wrong. Not because I suddenly became faster, smaller, or easier for the world to celebrate. I had already made peace with placement a long time ago. For me, it has always been me versus the moment I’m in. But when I stepped into powerlifting, something shifted. I entered a space that could finally see me as I already was. A body often devalued for its size and pace suddenly became a body built for deliberate movement, controlled power, and endurance.The lessons I learned from marathon running — patience, consistency, staying present when things get uncomfortable — translated into strength in ways I never expected. And yes, I worked incredibly hard in both spaces to earn every finish line and every record.I’m now a 34-time marathoner and a record-breaking powerlifter in two federations for my weight class at a state and national level — it’s pretty cool, honestly. Without getting sidetracked, this piece isn’t just about athletic milestones. It’s about what it feels like to exist between being underestimated and being hyper-visible, especially as a Black, fat, queer, disabled athlete.There are spaces where I’m celebrated and spaces where I’m questioned simply for showing up. That tension isn’t unique to sport. It mirrors the lived experience of many Black Americans navigating a world that often recognizes our excellence while still resisting our humanity.This Black History Month, I’m thinking about endurance differently. Not just endurance on a race course or lifting platform, but cultural endurance. Emotional endurance. Generational endurance.Joy has always been part of that survival.Joy is not avoidance.Joy is not denial.Joy is resistance.Joy is strategy.Joy is proof that we are still here.If you’ve ever been told you were too slow, too old, too much, or not enough, I hope this reminds you that value has never been determined by placement.Stay long enough to witness yourself.