Today, I will attempt my 12th Columbia Triathlon...
As always, "Dee" and "Ana" will be on my mind.
I am most mindful of them on these race days.
I wasn't only the one who got to live out my life. I am the one who got to feel strong of body... with the muscles that worked. I always feel like I owe them more strength and more commitment to my body than I am able to give. I will keep working to make it so.
Yesterday I ran a fun, and challenging, 5k course with my son at the Warrior Dash. I know he thinks in his mind, today's race is more important to me.
Yesterday's race was so much more important to me. I got to run along his side, and share the experience, and support him and spend time with him. There is no comparison.
Today, I run alone. I run for me. I run for my sisters. I run for life. I run because I can... And, because I am aware of the amazing gift and privilege that self-locomotion truly is...
And, I will miss my son today... keeping the string alive.
Number 12... this is always the moment I wish I had worked harder before this day (disharmony)...
I will run strong... my goal is to smile through the 3 hours and keep reminding myself...
So very grateful for my "IS"...
Dee and Ana - you are in my heart, and you will be the extra energy in my legs. I might need you today. Be available for me... I miss you. Thank you for never leaving my heart...
in harmony,
Nestor