Sitting down and doing this after my run allows me to think about my day and what I have went through physically and mentally. I had 6 miles to think about my day which took me 50:51 (still over my goal time of 45). This was, by far, was the best Christmas I have ever have. It started with us waking up and having Lucas walk Ethan out to all the presents with him saying “wow” every 5 seconds! It was a big joy to hear the boys so happy and eager to open their gifts. Laura, who had to have makeup and be all prettied up for pictures (I have to admit, pretty beautiful), made us all open our gifts first with her waiting till the end. We had a great morning and enjoyed the company of each other and had a lot of fun.
We knew that my mother was going to visit us for Christmas, which was quite a surprise because of the relationship I have with her. A few weeks ago, she had a major heart attack (blew out her coronary artery) which had a 50% mortality rate. Up until this point, she has really missed out on her grandson’s life ( he is almost 2) and maybe this has given her some perspective on what is important. I was happy that she came over and actually got on the floor and visited with him, interacted with him, because he sat down right beside her and did so well with her. Let’s hope for change….
Anyway, this was my day in my mind as I ran. My life, much like the people reading this, has had a lot of downs, curves, disappointments, people telling me I can not do this or that, and the Death Race is my middle finger……go ahead and doubt me, call me crazy, ignore me, tell me I don’t matter…..but, just remember who you are because when I finish the Death Race, you can look in the mirror and STFU!! I remember Joe DeSena, one of the founders of the Death Race say that this race was just like life in that is always threw you curve balls and you never know what to expect. If that is the case, then the opposite should be true as well. Life is just like the Death Race….and I have been preparing for this my whole life.