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It doesn't matter how slow you go...

I saw this online the other day and at first, thought how appropriate it is for what Porch & I have been attempting lately (lots of running) but after some deeper thought and revisiting, I've come to think of this as being more fitting for our story on the road to making a tiny human.

not when you're running from a bear.

I think it's appropriate, meaningful, and inspirational all at once.  A great reminder that no matter how slow we move, how many baby steps (no pun intended) we take, as long as we keep moving forward, it's better than giving up in frustration.  I once had a colleague tell me that it was only important that we "keep moving forward, no matter what."  That mantra has stuck with me for years and I've come to apply it personally and professionally.  It's okay that this is taking time.  It's our story and it will never be the same as anyone else's story.

Likewise, I am not a runner.  I honestly don't even know why I started running, but damn it.  It feels so good to come home after a long day and run until I either make my peace with the day's adventure or am too exhausted to dwell on it any longer.  It's a healthy outlet for the stress, frustration, sadness, jealousy, confusion, etc. that creeps into my brain.  I don't invite it in, but I can surely get rid of it.  I have two amazing younger cousins who are runners.  And they look like runners.  They do marathons and run for fun, even when no one is chasing them.  I have no doubt that they could kick my ass... but then I remember that I'm not running for them and I don't have to be the same as them.  I don't run to beat anyone's time other than my own.  Rather, I choose to be inspired by them and have taken the mindset that I run for myself; I run only to improve upon myself.   And holy balls, does that work!  I love seeing my improvement.

It's a healthy outlet and I intend to continue with it.  I joking started conversations about a 5K but am now kind of seriously bringing it up in casual conversation with Porch... just to gauge his reaction, keep him on his toes... you know, be his wife.  ;)

We're on this adventure together and there's no one else I'd rather take these baby steps with, even especially when they are painfully small.  It's our story & we're writing it together.

xoxo

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  1. Truth. Sometimes you appreciate what you struggle for, even more, too. Good reminder. With that said, I hope it isn't TOO much longer for you guys!

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