Moving forward on this Monday…

I wanted to be lazy today…revel in the fact that I only have 4 days left with my husband.  I wanted to just curl up on the recliner and have a nice conversation with my best friend.  Yet I walked in the door, and upon asking him what we were doing for dinner, he reminded me I needed to go to the gym.  I needed to stay motivated, and he supports me 100%.  I held my head in brief guilt, and knew he was right.  I stole a couple bites of food of my daughter’s plate, took my daily meds, and swiftly went upstairs to change into my work out clothes. 

He was right.

I can’t just wallow in the fact that he’s leaving and I’ll be on my own for a bit.  I can’t be sad that I don’t have his voice in the evening and hugs in the morning.  I need to pick myself up; stay motivated my last 4 weeks of class until I achieve my MBA, and KEEP RUNNING. 

I will work through the aches, strains, and quirks that my aging legs are giving me.  Because my parents taught me well.  Never quit.  Finish what you start.  And always, keep, going.  I have been through far too much in life to give up now.   I have goals, aspirations, and a passion that drives me to the bitter end.  I can’t stop now.

So this weekend we had our last HORAAH, and spent the weekend enjoying good food, our family, and even got things done around the house.  We were treated by our neighbors for a home cooked meal Sunday, wishing Brian well on his travels and schooling.  We truly are blessed.  Trials, tribulations, and the like set aside. 
I look a bit old here, but am happy..

So, tonight I went to the gym a bit begrudgingly.  But it was something I needed to do to release all the work stress, home, kids, BAH….I needed release.  I don’t have many friends near, and the close friends I do have are busy with their own lives so talking isn’t an option.  RUNNING is my release.  And so, I ran…only 3 miles, but with passion, heart, and driven desire that makes me want to be better person. 

And,

I surpassed my goal of 2 miles, with a happy 3 passionate miles.  Done on my own accord, and with strength I didn’t think lived within me anymore. 

Only 23 miles to go.  

6 Comments on “Moving forward on this Monday…

  1. I'm a former military wife…staying focused on personal goals really helps time pass quickly.Keep up the good work! 🙂

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