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Mother's Day

It is Mother's Day and I live several hundred miles away from my mom. I never put a card in the mail despite many reminders from folks that Mother's day was near. I'm forgetful yous see...

AND I simply can't get home to say happy Mother's Day in person so instead I'll do it right here...

There are so many things I could say about my mom, starting with her encouraging words to always give of yourself, always take care of your mind, always take care of your neighbors, always be yourself, and remember when things are hard there is a light at the end of the tunnel. She has basically taught me to not settle on mediocre, but strive for (my) extraordinary! 

Over the past several years I have been striving to make something of myself in this athletic world. It isn't that I want to become a super athlete or anything, I just want to do events and feel good about myself. I have had several set backs but my mom has always told me that things will get better and that I should never give up!

When I was little, my mom would do my reading assignments with me. When I was in little league softball she would make me be on the team with the other girls (rather than my classmates) to expand my horizons. When I decided to move to Colorado, Maine, back to Maine and Ohio she helped me pack my bags while I was in my 'big change' hysterics. When I decided to run my first half marathon, she told me I could do it and then cheered me on from afar. When I decided to run my first marathon, well she was encouraging and equally amazed as I when I actually did it. 

And then I was injured, TWICE, and she encouraged me to relax, get better and find some other hobbies. What did I do? Became the best pie baker my friends have ever encountered. My mom also reminded me that even though I was bummed, annoyed, sad, frustrated about my injuries that things will get better. She basically told me to never give up, so I didn't. 

You see, I have the best mom... No wavering on that one! She is perfectly encouraging, perfectly challenging, perfectly perfect for me...

So, if you are injured, sad, excited, nervous, full of arthritis, you should know that you should NEVER give up!!! 

After all, my mom never does! 

My mom riding her bike in the duathlon!





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  1. LaurieMay 12, 2013 at 11:15 AM

    I think this post is way better than a card! Very nice! You are one lucky girl!

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