Monday, December 31, 2012
I am sitting here watching the snow come down and knowing that in a few short hours, I will be out IN it, RUNNING-WALKING-ENDURING for 3.1 miles. I am approaching it with more anticipation than trepidation. I am committed (and prob'ly SHOULD be, committed that is). But there is something symbolic in completing this bit of insanity that I can't quite put my finger on... and yet I know exactly why...
This is sort of my "I am home" milemarker. I have been home exactly one month as of yesterday. It is the gateway to a new year of challenges, many of which will be so far outside my comfort zone as to make me very queasy... but I am going forward, I have committed myself to them. I will persevere, no matter what.
I almost feel the challenge rising in my soul to do this thing, to the best of my ability, with every flake that is falling. I have traction devices for my feet... I have a hydration pack... I have energizing music... why CAN'T I do this.
Somehow, losing 60 lbs and joining the Army in my 40s has allowed me to realize dreams and to accomplish goals that I would never have done before. I am looking forward to grad school and possibly PA school if I can get in. I may be 47, but that is only a limiting factor if I let it become one.
I am a recently promoted Captain in the US Army Reserve Nurse Corps, I plan to reach Lieutenant Colonel if I can. I have made Captain, I will go as far as I possibly can.
So, snow... BAH! If I have to walk this race today, I will walk it and ROCK it!