Big girls don't cry...



... I need to be with myself, and center
Clarity, peace, serenity

I hope you know
That this has nothing to do with you
It's personal- myself and I
We've got some straightening out to do

And I'm gonna miss you, like a child misses their blanket
But I've got to get a move on with my life
It's time to be a big girl now
And big girls don't cry

This week I'm battling a cold. I've been whiny about it. It's aggravated by my asthma, and I've allowed it to keep me from training. It happens, right?

Right.

Except that today I also learned of the passing of a beautiful child- Layla Grace. We lost this gorgeous angel to cancer. I'm here whining about being 'sick', and she fought for her life bravely to the end.

Big girls don't cry. I won't cry. I can't cry. No more whining. No more tears. It's time to center myself. To let Layla's strength, Atia's strength push me harder. Further. I can do this. No excuses. I am running for something bigger than myself. I have to get my shit together and do this. It's 26.2 miles to me, but the journey is much more than that.

As a good friend said to me today 'it's all about the journey, my friend'.

He's right. It's about the journey. But I want to do this journey with mental clarity. I want to remember WHY this is more important than me finishing my first marathon.

It's time to get a move on... it's time to put my big girl panties on and DO THIS.

*deep breath*

1 Response
  1. Right there with you. Hope you feel tip-top soon!