I know it will be worth it. I know it will...at least I keep telling myself it will. The glory of crossing that finish line is pushing me on. But I still feel a little grumbly when I bundle up and set out for my runs. Even more so now as my training progresses. Telling myself to get out there and do a quick 5km is easier to do then say trying to convince myself to head out for 15km in this weather. UGH! All my runs this week have been dark, damp, and cold.
Note to Self: I must invest in either a tredmill or a gym membership for my next Marathon. I must!
As you can see this week has been a struggle. There is a huge part of me that longs to stay snug and warm inside. And that part of me is warring with the part of me that wants to train my butt off. So this week I have been bribing myself with new music to rock out to on my lengthy runs. You guys all know by now that I love to rock out to sugary sweet girlie pop dance beats and regularly channel my inner diva when I am pounding the pavement. Krysten's running alter-ego is a fierce, strong, unstoppable force. Because like Beyonce says, "Diva is the female version of a Hustler". And I am a DIVA with a capital "D" when I am running.
And since I got such positive feedback on my last musical Stay Truthful Thursday I decided to stick with that theme for this week's post too. I downloaded both of these sexy ladies to inspire my inner running diva. And this has become this week's unofficial theme song. I have been kicking off all of my runs with Nicki Minaj's Fly, so you know this one's gonna be on my half marathon playlist!
PS. Those monster heels are totally something my inner diva would love to rock! HOT!
I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive
Well that's what this whole journey is about, isn't it. To beat my genetics, to fight breast cancer, to conquer heart disease, and thrive. This has been a less than stellar year, but I know that I am making this decision so I can have many, many, many happy years ahead.
I came to win, to survive, to conquer, to riseI am choosing to take this drastic step because I want to beat breast cancer before it ever even has a chance to threaten my life. I want to survive. I want to conquer this disease. And I want to rise above my genetic obstacles and physical barriers.
Cause I am not a word. I am not a line. I am not a girl that can ever be defined.This half marathon (and my training by proxy) is meant to be the antithesis of my genetic predisposition. I won't be labeled and I won't be defined by a series of unfortunate circumstances. I am bigger, badder, and stronger than Long QT and BRCA combined. Genetics you're messing with the wrong girl.
See we become alive in a time of fear. And I ain't got any motherf**ckin' time to spare
It is easy to become complacent. It is easy to take the life you know for granted. It is easy to say I will start that tomorrow...sigh...always tomorrow. But what if there is no tomorrow? Life can change in a blink of eye. And then what? As hard as this year has been, it has made me more motivated and more driven then ever before. Now is the time! Get out there!
Cry my eyes out for days upon days. Such a heavy burden placed upon meGood golly, I think I have shed enough tears this year. BRCA is a big heavy weight just sitting on my shoulders. And it has been a long 14 months carrying that type of weight around with me. It follows me everywhere - to work, walking the dog, out with friends, every time I look in the mirror, on my runs - EVERYWHERE. This has not been an easy road. And this has not been an easy decision. I am very much looking forward to this weight being lifted. 5 more weeks to go, I am in the home stretch.
But when you go hard your nay's become yea'sIt feels like my body is nay, but my spirit is definitely saying yea. So early morning runs - look out. Burlington Chilly Half Marathon - I am coming for ya! And Dday - psst you never really stood a chance.
So sing it with me folks...
I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive.
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise.
To fly. To fly.
Get ready for it.
Get ready for it.
Get ready for it.
I came to win!
So that's it.
I am gonna rock my training. I am gonna work my butt off.
And I am gonna show that half marathon and Dday who's boss!
Let's do this!
Love your Favourite Darwinian Fail,