Mom. Triathlete. Yogi. Foodie. Writer. Boss. Coffee lover. Side hustler.
Have you ever wanted to say something, or find a word, that was on the tip of your tongue? That's how I see her eyes; she almost remembers - the familiarity is on the edge of her brain.
I needed to fail so I could come back from the dead.
This race continues to show me that whatever I do, the possibilities are limitless. I need to believe in my abilities: natural, trained, and those of the heart.
But, heart? All in. The most returns.
Life is about making choices
I glanced back at Alli; she looked on, and up. Like my Dad helped shape me, I was doing just the same for my own.
Mascara can always be fixed and pigs do fly.
Instead, I'll sit right here.
If I could maintain tempo at 30 minutes in a workout, I could certainly pick it up for 3.1 miles to shave time off for a sub-2 hour finish. So I did just that.
I can say, TODAY, that I am grateful for all of this; the beautiful mess that is me. I can also say that I am so grateful for YOU; you never left my side, when I needed you most.
