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A smile?

Looks can be deceiving!

Tonight was my last opportunity to get a run in before my half marathon. New shoes, so they needed to be broken in. New energy supplement, so it needed to be tested. Sore hamstrings, so they needed to be stretched out. Tonight was my night....so I thought.

The school bus was 20 minutes late so my schedule was thrown off. Ross didn't have a handheld water bottle for me to test out for my energy drink. I changed clothes in the car. I spent 20 minutes looking for the running group. My wireless headphones wouldn't connect...again. I left my pouch somewhere, who knows where. Didn't have time to put on my compression sleeves. I felt like a 2 year old in the middle of potty training but there were no restrooms in sight.

This was the worst run!

Yet there's a smile...or is it?

I told myself I was going to do 3 miles. It didn't feel like I was going to make it but I wouldn't let myself stop. One foot in front of the other. Stay steady. Just don't stop.

Life will throw curve balls. Learn how to hit them with your best shot. Even when the mission seems impossible, know you have what it takes to accomplish your goal.

A smile? Maybe. But not because of genuine happiness. It's more of a look of satisfaction and self pride. In spite of everything I was faced with and every emotion I experienced, I accomplished the very thing I set out to do.

You can too!

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