Today, as you read this (probably right now) I am running the Houston Marathon. Notice I say run and not race?
It has been a turbulent journey to get here. Preparation was not what I thought it would look like, but I trust the process, and I trust my coach.
I signed up to race this in 2013 but my annual ski trip fell on the same weekend, and who is going to give up an all expenses paid trip to the snow to run a marathon? Not I. So for 2014 the ski trip was the weekend before the marathon and I had a guaranteed entry with deferral, so, here we are. Don’t you use skiing as your taper?
I have had many other people touch my life throughout the years by believing in me. They have made an impact on me and have helped shape the course I have taken.
The first person to ever believe in me was my Oma (German for grandma.) She was an inspiring woman who overcame everything that ever stood in her path. As a child growing up in Germany during WWII, she eventually came over to the US alone with her children in tow. She created a life and an opportunity for her family. You see, I am the first to be born on US soil. She gave me that opportunity by bringing my family over here. From as early as I can remember, she pushed me to be my best and accepted nothing less than my hardest effort. The day I became the first in our family to go to college she was beaming. I have never seen her more proud of me. She is the one I thank for my moral compass and my hard work ethic. I learned that nothing comes easy, but everything worth working for takes hard work. Continue reading
Last week I got some pretty amazing news. Myself, and a bunch of amazing and inspiring women were chosen to be Coeur Sports Ambassadors.
The 2014 Ambassador Team. So proud to be named with all of these amazing women.
At first I was pretty shocked, then became ridiculously excited and even now I’m not sure what to say because I have so many things in my head. I’m overwhelmed and my heart is bursting with love from these guys. Since the announcement I’ve been meeting fellow ambassadors and loving how many strong women I get to stand with. Continue reading
It’s no secret I’ve had a hard time getting back to a regular training routine, and I’ve been frustrated by my inability to find my fight.
Because you see I’m a fighter. I always have been and I always will be. It was just buried somewhere for a while. And I think I’ve seen a small little glimpse of her this morning. And it made my heart sing.
This is my fight face, I think.
I’ve spent several days thinking about this post. I started it, deleted it and started it again.
This time of year is so full of joy, and hope, and love. But it can also be full of pressure, expectations and disappointment. Right now the things going on in my life don’t really have to do with the holiday time of year, but the extra stress of the holiday season can feel like it compounds it.
I’ve felt like a chicken running around with my head cut off. We had a vacation in October, worked hard to the grind then turned around and headed to Arizona to spectate, got home to work hard, Thanksgiving, sickness of death and the stupid ice storm. It’s been a whirlwind. Continue reading