I’ve been getting to know quite a few bloggers and love some of their link ups they’ve got going on. Last week I hooked up with the DC Trifecta girls and today I’m linking with Sue at This Mama Runs for Cupcakes (who I absolutely love–go check her out!) and three of her friends, Lynda, Sarah, and Sara.
The theme: Throwback Thursday
I’m a relatively new blogger so my oldie but goodie is 7 months old. I wrote it at a time when I was struggling and I thought about this post today because well, I haven’t ran in a while and I want to make sure my motivation is still there. That’s what this post is about–what motivates me. Enjoy, and I’d love to know what motivates you when you’re struggling 🙂
Struggling, November 7th, 2013
These past few days have been tough.
I’ve felt myself start to crumble these past few days that I haven’t run despite still working out every day. I don’t feel like my shins have gotten better; I don’t know how much better they should be at this stage of the no running clause. I’m thinking of trying a slow 1 miler tomorrow to test them out. I don’t know if I should but I want to feel them in action. Even if I feel “good” I’ll continue to rest them but then I’ll at least know that they’re on the mend.
I’ve been trying really hard to think positive thoughts. What usually helps me is to think of people that I look up to and that inspire me.
My sister is someone who does that.
I give 100% credit to her in getting me in love with running. I was a typical tag-a-long little sister. I followed her everywhere and that even included her athletic practices. She got involved in running her freshman year of high school; I was in 6th grade. I went with her to one of her practices and the coach was gung ho about letting me run with the big kids. I actually kept up.
I didn’t go to every practice of hers but that summer I ran with the team during the summer off season and each summer up to when I finally made it to high school. My freshman year, my sister was a senior and it was the best thing ever ever running with her.
Eleven years ago, my senior year in high school, my family and I were in a pretty bad car accident. My sister was hurt the worst. She broke three vertebrae in her neck and lost feeling in the left side of her body. She was told walking was unlikely.
But after months of electro shock therapy and physical therapy she tentatively took her first steps.
This past September, she ran her third half marathon in 2:26. She is testament to what hard work and determination is, never letting obstacles stop her from doing what she has always loved: running.
I wouldn’t be a runner if it wasn’t for her.
Me (left) and my sister (right) at the top of Camelback Mountain
–Who inspires you?