Before I started blogging, I wrote in these:
It started with a little red book that I received for my eighth birthday, "One Year Diary" was written across the front in gold script, with a lock that I could open with a key. It contained mind blowing entries, such as “went for ice cream.” As I got older the notes were longer, it was a place I for me to rid my mind of any confusion or frustration, things I didn't care to talk about with anyone, a safe place to record my thoughts.
Through the years I’ve written about my diet and exercise goals and struggles. The ups and downs as I followed the path of my career. My two pregnancies, the birth of my children, my decision to become a Stay At Home Mom. This is how this blog came to fruition. It’s another outlet to share my thoughts as I strive for balance in all things: family, food, fitness. Where I found the confidence to make my marathon goal a reality, times two. Where I got over my fears, and decided to take on a triathlon.
Along the way, I’ve connected with many others who have a similar mindset, who inspire me.
And in turn, I’ve been told I inspire them.
I’m at the starting line of a new decade, and it’s time for me to take on a dream that has been lurking underneath all my writing.
To seek out opportunities that allow me to share what I’ve learned in my own journey, with others.
Yesterday I had a massage, and the therapist asked me which areas I needed the most attention. I talked about the tension in my deltoids, my tight IT bands, and sore hamstrings.
He then asked, “You know a lot about the human anatomy, are you in the medical field?”
And I replied, “No. I’m a Runner.”