Motivation and Fear
Two powerful emotions. Motivation - I have not had any since April, in the running arena that is. I ran the half-marathon that I trained hard for. And it felt so good. And then, I had nothing to push me out the door, except my own two feet and sometimes my husband's helping hands. So I finally signed up for a 5k in July. Only 11 days away from today. I'm still having a hard time getting moving. It's knowing that my older brother and his son are also running it that gets me out the door now. On those sidewalks that seem to stretch forever, I think of them and tell myself, I can't stop, no walking, because I have got to beat my big brother. I'm pretty sure I can't even keep up with the nephew or his girlfriend, but I can at least move myself with keeping big brother in the dust. Now, fear. Another biggie. My fear of heights is ... astronomical. If that's possible. I had to walk across a sky bridge yesterday. One I had never been on before. We have some at ...