Wednesday, August 26, 2009
The rain is pelting down, the wind is whipping through the trees and across the fields as the remains of Hurricane Bill pass over the North West countryside.
I do have a run planned for today and it looks like it will be put off till this afternoon when I hope to be able to run without being slammed with pin prick sharp rain drops. I also hope to not be forced to run mainly through a head wind.
All this hoping and wishing brings to mind how it is so much easier to run in the fine, dry weather. Oh I don't mind the bit of light misty rain with a coolish feel as I put down the miles. But isn't it so much easier to deal with the nice-ities of things.
Brings to mind that is how it can be about dealing with life in general. Oh how much easier to cope with things in the sunshine of happiness, pleasent times, job security, white picket fence feelings and all that "good stuff". But what happens when the wind kicks up, the rain clouds form and then the Hurricane hits? Has the attitude shifted to doom and gloom?
I have the hope, the optomistic attitude, the glass half full mind set that somehow the storm WILL pass, the sunshine WILL come back out and the pieces left by the storm can be picked up and gathered. It's only because I have seen quite a few storms in my life both literally and figuratively that I believe this. Somehow, things DO have a way of working out.
So as I look out my raindrop splattered window to the misty covered hills beyond framed by wind battered trees and the sound of the churning northwest wind I know that calmer times will emerge. Also, no matter what I am facing today, or you are dealing with right now, it will pass. Things WILL improve. For to loose hope is to loose everything. Keep believing!
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Three years ago today I stumbled upon this website. I had seen it mentioned in a running web forum on another site. Curious about Spark people, I logged in and joined. A bit overwhelmed with all that I read I did nothing for about 3 months.
Curiosity, frustration and desperation brought be back again. This time I arrived with a new grit and started exploring this amazing website. I joined teams, I put forth a plan, I moved through the suggested steps and something started to happen.
Weight did begin to move, but more importantly I started to feel better. I had a new enthusiasm, drive, enjoyment about things in general. I was preparing for my second marathon and found encouragement and support from hundreds of faceless people that became a cheering squad. I printed out their encouragements and took them with me when we traveled to Dublin for the marathon and read over the well wishes the night before the race.
I'm thankful to all of you through these past three years who have been there for me. Some are no longer a part of spark people, but their words and messages linger in my memory and I am still encouraged by their presence in my life.
What I have gotten out of SP cannot be measured as it is like water poured over a large surface. It just keeps moving and spreading and touching and soaking that which it comes in contact with. Each of you have touched and in your own way motivated and moved me. I am a better person for having encountered you. Our lives may have only brushed each others but somehow it has mattered.
I have learned more about myself and how to improve on what I have been so richly given. My health is essential to me. I strive to be even better today than I was yesterday. I am fortunate to have the ability to run and run for long distances. Something I thought I would never ever enjoy. Here I am less than 4 weeks away from marathon 6! Berlin Bound!!
To celebrate my 3 years here on Spark people I am:
1. running 6 miles as per marathon training
2. eat to my plan so to feel strong and healthy
3. phone my youngest child
4. go wild blackberry picking with our 6 yr old poodle Jessie
5. get to bed early so I can alert to begin the first day of my 4th year with SP
Saturday, August 22, 2009
It's down to 30. Thirty days. Just a month away. Where did the time go? What happened to all the planning? The air has turned from warm breeze to crispness. The days are getting shorter and seem to be closing in from both sides. Later mornings and earlier evenings. Sure sign that the summer is ebbing away.
I'm not talking of the seasons per say, I'm speaking of what is left time wise before I hit the streets in Berlin! My stomach does a flip when I think about it. My training got kicked to the curb when I fell in April. Sprained ankle that still reminds me of that walk on the hill with the dogs.
My blue "magic tape" in place and I've been hitting the miles, resting when I need to. This marathon won't be a race like the others, it will have to be a run. A run to the best of my ability. A run to enjoy the sites of a city I have yet to see. A run of 26.2 miles of memories in the making.
Run on friends, no matter what. Go forward to the best of your ability.
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Can you imagine...it's waiting, just a few more steps around the corner, or over that distant hill. It's there, what you have been looking for. It's waiting to hug you, embrace you, shout your name. It's so excited because it knows just a couple more steps and you will arrive, be there, accomplished what you set out your mind, heart and spirit to attain. It's urging you on, one more step, just take another one, nearly there. It's holding it's breath, its leaning in anticipation of your approaching.
Then...it happens! You stop. Not only do you stop, you turn around, you start walking the other way. You've given up. You've traveled for so long that you are just so tired of walking and walking that you've had enough. No more forward walking no more looking and hoping and giving it that one more try.
No! No! NO! You've had enough and going forward just takes too much effort, too much time, too much of every bit of energy you have. So you give up.
By giving up you had no idea that what you were searching so long for was just a couple of footsteps ahead. It was a fingertip distance from your hands. Just a little further and you could have not only seen it, but it would have been embracing you.
So what to do? Keep walking in the opposite direction? or do you again, turn around and walk back along the well worn bit of path you have traveled before until you reach where you are going? Oh yes, there are parts on that path that you will arrive at that are not pressed down with your previous foot strikes, but that is the adventure of it all. To be somewhere you have never been. To see life with new and fresh eyes. To have energy, enthusiasm for life, friends, family.
Look a little closer down that path and beyond. There are rows and rows of supporters urging you on as well. They know that the miracle is waiting for you. Just keep going, keep believing as well. You will get there and beyond to even greater miracles awaiting!
It's time. That miracle is waiting, and you and I are going forward to its embrace!
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