I came across the phrase at the top of this blog (having seen it before but it had been a while)during an time in my life that I was feeling pretty despondent about the path I was in. But it helped me recognize that I could choose happiness and victory in my life or I could choose to let obstacles defeat me. I decided to choose victory. This is a blog of my journey to personal victory. I find it a bit odd to do this publicly, a friend suggested it, it's like keeping a diary that the world can see. But hey, I'll try anything once.
My first thing was to start running again. I went out, bought some running shoes and a good sports bra (Enell... highly recommend it, best thing ever!!!).
By the fourth day I was sorta comfortable running at a snail's pace I felt encouraged to continue and thought having a goal would keep me on track. So I signed up for a race in August.
My confidence waned a few weeks in. My left knee was painful and my neighbors dog bit me in the face (in an unrelated event). Was I crazy to think that I could be a runner again? Ultimately, I decided that indeed I could, I wasn't dead yet, right? I did decide to wait for the stitches to be removed from my face.
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