Hey all,
Sorry long time no write, life has moved into the fast lane full time now it feels like, but I'm OK with that I like being able to stay busy and be on the go. Not a whole lot has changed I"m still doing good keeping up with losing the weight or better yet just maintain the weight that I'm at, but that's OK I know that I just have to keep at it and it will come off very very slow. I did however turn 30 this month....30...I'm not going to lie had a bit of a nervous/stress related brake down at work, the week before I turned 30 I manged to have to big job interviews working way to much to even have time to sleep and eating like crap and I was turning 30, and all of that added up into one big thing. a lot of crying and a lot of eating the one thing that tends to get any girl through any emotional issue ice cream and chocolate and more ice cream. However in the end I made it through with the help of amazing family and friends and a couple of Drag Queens and some more chocolate.
So here i am 30 now and for some reason I though it was going to be the worst thing ever I'm finding that 30 is not so bad needless to say its all ready off to a great start. I got the job I wanted and I'm total excited to be starting that...I"m not eating as much junk food and looking forward to keep losing the wright and getting total healthy, but most of all I did something that I would never have thought about doing. I walked/ran in the Boulder Boulder this past Monday which in case you don't know is a 10K with two big ass hills that you have to over come and keep on pushing, and I did just that.
I know for some people it is a just a race, but for me this race meant a lot more then that. Being able to cross that finish line was such an emotional experience. Hell crossing the start line got me a little misty eyed. This race was my way of showing myself just how far I have come and gave me 6 miles to reflect on where I was and where I am now.
2 years ago before I even started this blog I was so unhappy with life and myself where I was both physical and mentally. I was in such a dark place that there was no light shinning in. Then as you all know i got "let go" from my one job and decide to start on this journey and sharing everything along the way, and all though things were getting better I was still in a dark place but the difference was there was a lot more light shinning in.
Last year I was watching TV and they were showing the Boulder Boulder and I decide that i was going to do this. Now when I told people i got a lot of laughs from people and I really don't think that people thought that I was going to be able to do it, or would follow through with what I was doing. However I did tell two of my girl friends who were all about doing this race with me, and believe in me. Which at the time was something that I needed, because up into the point of registration I think I keep trying to talk myself out of doing this, yet these two girls keep pushing me, and two be honest the day that I registered was the day that I figured out that I can do this for me, and even when people still questioned if I would do it and if I could do it, the simple answer was YES I'M DOING THIS, AND I'M GOING TO KICK SOME ASS!!!!!!
The day of the race was something that I was total not expecting and yet it was amazing, and I was standing in my wave waiting for that gun to go off it hit me this is it and with a single pull of the trigger the gun fired and it was like the light truly keep braking through more and more, at each mile you get a feeling of accomplishment that keeps pushing you to the next mile and so on, it gives you a bit of strength something to keep you pushing when you feet hurt, when your legs feel like a block of cement when its getting hard to breath, and with each mile marker it was that feeling that I"M DOING THIS, I CAN MAKE IT. I guess really looking at it, with each mile was in some ways just showed that hurdle in life that I have over come, it gave that physical perspective on everything that I have done to that point, and all though i had friends in the race with me and people cheering me on through FB it was still me on this cores, it was me pushing through everything, i was doing it I was accomplishing my goal, I was making this amazing thing happen. Yes i know this is really deep but I had 6 miles to think about everything that was going on and then some. Hell at one point all i keep telling myself was one more mile to go and I can eat...really that is total something a fat kid would say, and it really didn't help that the race runs right by a BBQ joint and the food smelled amazing and all i could think about was running up to one of the tables and asking if I could have a slice of bacon to help keep me going...I know total fat kid thought process. Even through my I want food moment nothing in that race compered to running through that stadium with all those people cheering you on, with that total seance of accomplishment.I DID IT, I FINISHED. it was like that moment of total celerity, that moment when the light broke through everything. The Boulder Boulder may be a race, but it showed me that I can do anything, that no matter what I had the strength to do this. That everything was leading up to that moment, that moment of crossing that finish line. That race gave me the chance to realize that i can do what ever I want to do, I can accomplish what ever goal i set out to have. Some goals my be a sprint and be quick and some might be a 6 mile run, others may be a marathon but no matter what I can do it I can cross that finish line and that is all that matters.
So all though i may have turned 30 and for some that can be the worst thing ever having to check off a new box, but for me 30 not looking so bad because I know no matter what the challenge i can over come it I just got to dig deep and keep on walking to the finish, because in the end all that really matters is that filling you get when you cross the line, that feeling of accomplishment.
So tell next time when ever that might be keep on dreaming, keep on setting goals, and cross that finish line because the feeling you get is worth all the struggle and heart ache that got you there.
Tell next time my friends.
McKnight out.
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