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I got back up..

Hi y'all,



I know it's been a while and trust me I really do want to keep you updated on my life as a runner but as is, life intervenes and I find myself depleted when I come home. I have been struggling to keep running, partially due to the extreme heat and partially because my body is still overcoming the all of my moms death. I didn't stop entirely but I haven't been true to myself either. That is until yesterday when someone woke me up and unintentionally showed me that I can't let anyone clip my wings, steal my thunder, cut my curls and dull my sparkle. I was born to soar and nobody in this entire world has the right to enter my mind with their dirty feet.

So after a horrible night of hardly any sleep, mulling over why the encounter that shook me, got to me so badly and I why I am still beyond furious I decided to go for a run. I hoped to get rid of some of the anger and find some clarity to see the beauty of life in the nature surrounding me. I couldn't get to that place and faced today's work doing what I learned in the past three years: pull down your hat, smile and get to the part where you can show your -I'm-so-happy-for-you-face and actually mean it.

Normally an angry-run releases some of the negativity but due to the intens heat even in early morning I couldn't find the faster pace that goes with that so I ended up doing what I did all night. I started telling my mind that this is not the time nor place for uglyness and I just started to go over what the run made me feel in different parts of my body. This technique is called a body scan and I always do this when I can't calm down and normally it works. In running this technique has calmed my nerves in many coral prior to a race. Today I found myself starting over and over again until the point where I wanted to scream. No more! This is unacceptable and when I came home it clicked. I needed to step up and put on my big girl pants. Why on earth am I letting this in at all? And that is when I once again realized that I can fly away. My wings are not clipped and I am capable of not allowing anyone to cut them. Today I ran. Today I got back up. That's right....I got back up!


So today I salute you and I thank you. Today I was reminded that I am a strong, independent and smart woman. I roam the planes, I soar the sky and I will not be part of anyones game. I am not a punching bag and I got back up. Are you still here? Well....You better start running because this is my story to tell.

Keep it unreal and make it happen.
Until we read again, as always
Love Marlies

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