It’s been one heck of a week. A wonderful week filled with lots of exciting things, but holy moly, it’s been exhausting! Last night I was out late too. I’m not sure what I was thinking, HA! I knew morning was coming with all of its responsibilities. But you know what? It was worth it!
I thank God every day for doors that He opens to life’s adventures. Big or small, timed or untimely, they are all a blessing. So I seize them! If I have learned anything over the past year it’s that life can leave you tired in two different ways. The first, from being weighted down by stress, worry and other unpleasantries. And the second, by getting out there, despite it all, and having a ball anyway! Regardless of how hard it may have been at times, life has taught me to chose to do the latter. And it’s never served me wrong when I have. This decision to ACT and not WALLOW has allowed me to share incredible experiences with some beautiful souls that I would have missed otherwise. And THAT is what, I like to believe, is the definition of a life well-lived.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you don’t put any opportunity on hold!!!
I want to say all of this today, since tomorrow I will just be too busy (and scattered). My heart is so vested in these words that I fear that if I start crying that I might not stop. So if I wrote them tomorrow that would be bad because Sunday is race day.
This will be the first full marathon I will run since I got sick. I’ll be fighting a lot of demons out there Sunday. Yes, I can run. I’ve proved that time and time again. BUT can I run THAT distance again? Do I still have what it takes? I honestly and fearfully don’t know.
But with the love, support, guidance and encouragement of my family, friends and doctors, I get to find out. It’s a miracle I have been given this chance again. And I do not take any of it for granted. It is because of these incredible souls that I am even willing to try.
It’s hard to put yourself out there like this. REAL hard. Even under the best and healthiest of circumstances it takes all you have. Being knocked down physically has only made this task more difficult and one of the biggest mental challenges I have ever faced. But I promised myself something years ago when I took a chance on running seriously again. If I do this, I won’t give it up. I wouldn’t do that to my heart again. Running matters to me. It is the part of me that propels me into a fearlessness that I have never know otherwise. And I don’t want to let it go. Not ever.
The point of all my emotional rambling (HA!) is to publicly thank each and every person who has walked through this season of life with me. The season that robbed me of so much, but gave me back even more than I could have ever imagined.
SO without further adieu … to those beautiful souls who have cheered me on, from those first steps that I took with my walker, to the start line this Sunday morning … I humbly and genuinely thank you for believing in me. I couldn’t have done all of this without all of you.
Well, I hope you all have a day where you feel eternally grateful!!!