I just finished reading 1969's entry about her first triathlon. It pushed me to get back to writing even though it's been a while.
When I read about 1969 and Travel Diva doing a triathlon, I thought to myself, "Here they go again, doing fabulous shit that I can't do" I followed their training and preparation for the races with interest - but I was still a little jealous. Here lately its hard for me to imagine myself accomplishing fabulous things.
Well baaaaaaby, after reading 1969's post I saw things through new eyes. 1969 was a neophyte triathlete, and she didn't do as well as she thought she would. In fact she came in just about last in every event. From her description it was not pretty. But, she pushed on anyway, through fear of drowning, pain, hurt feelings and tears. And she finished! And after all a win is a win no matter how ugly or pretty right? So she won. The medal she received wasn't the only payoff for all of her hard work - she also knows that even if it's hard she can still do it. More over she was able to experience her friends and loved ones supporting her right through to the end, no matter the sacrifice. We need that, it helps us feel like we can do anything. And what's better than that.
I've been pretty stagnant lately. Just doing enough to get by. Hiding behind my age, my baby, and my responsibilities to my husband and family. But, those are just excuses. God has blessed me with everything good that I dared to ask of him. Who am I to become afraid and stop now, to sit complacently and forfeit the other blessings He wants to give me. Today I asked him to help me do some fabulous things that I've been too afraid to try and I'm sure he'll bless me with his favor again.
I've been motivated.