33 days

    I am 33 days away from my first ever 5k.  It is an event that I will forever cherish because it is a symbol of my future.  The anticipation of that day sits before me like the dawning of a new day after a rain storm.   The struggle is I still feel trapped in the rain.  A flood of fear and doubt pours down around me like a monsoon.  I suffer from self-doubt and even self-hatred at times, but I fight on.  It is ok to have the feelings I tell myself thinking they will fade after time, but like a STD they show up at the worst times possible.  The inner critic I hear telling me that I will fail buzzes in my head like a swarm of buzzards around a dying animal waiting on the end.  So instead of giving to the thoughts and allowing my dreams to die I push on, crawling, stumbling forward to my destiny and future.

   Thank-you to all that have chosen to follow along with me on this journey, my hope and prayer is at the end we are all a little better for the journey.