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It's difficult. Yes, life was never meant to be easy. Be hard. I'm sorry you don't feel good today. Life doesn't care about how you feel. Princess, suck it up. Think about your legacy. How do you want to be remembered? Or is it that you are done with life? We need tough love sometimes. The everyday things, just do them. Do it in spite as long as you're not hurting yourself or others. Like Nike says, "Just do it." So next time you want to complain, remember no one cares. We are only here for a short time and enjoy the ride. 
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 I was sore before, and after the 5k. It was nice to have Maritsa there, and I was cheered on by other runners. At one point in the race, it started raining. That sparked a fire under my ass to continue, but it emphasized my soreness. My legs were a little wobbly by the finish. This just tells me that I need to train every day. Like I said, how do you go about eating an elephant? Yes! One bite at a time.
This was my 6th race. Just letting that sink in. SIX. Six races, when at one point I was told I might not walk again. All you need is faith the size of a mustard seed. With that faith, it bloomed into completing the race. To be honest, though, I may have overtrained. I was sore going into the race instead of being rested and ready. I gave myself Friday to rest but I might have also needed Thursday. You are sometimes more sore on the second day. Therefore, to prepare next time I will go “light” two days before a race to give myself time to rest and be my 100%. I do like moving my body everyday, but I didn’t need to do leg day. I could have stretched and walked to keep my limbs limber. When I plan my next race I am going to set a reminder and put it on my calendar so I do not push it. I do all this now, so I am used to exercising. That way when I am 80 + I can combat feeling tired, soreness and the attitude that comes with age. So, this is your push to start now. Prepare now for your so-called, “Golden Years.”  I write about us like it’s fiction.
I write in a way that no one really knows the stories. These are just memories I held too tight to let go. They’re never over. I play them on rewind, so it never gets old. I play them extra slow, so I can pick apart the first time I had your heart. It was then I realized we were going to have a bright future. I saw me in your eyes, like a mirror I couldn't look away. That’s where I saw myself in you, not the crazy, but the gentleness, care, comfort, and love. |
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