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Just Do It!

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“See, I am doing a new thing!
    Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?
I am making a way in the wilderness
    and streams in the wasteland.”
Isaiah 43:19 (NIV)

“Develop resilience and be brave. There are days when it is very discouraging. You have to develop personal resilience to environmental things that come along. If you let every single environmental challenge knock you off your game, it’s going to be very, very hard.” ~ Renee James

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I wasn’t sure what I should say as we start out on the path of 2017 and as you can see, this note is way too delayed in terms of being a Happy New Year message. So after a bit of thinking I decided to share something personal which meant a lot to me in terms of not only achievement but commitment to myself as much as I commit to others without a second thought.

During 2016 I had to quit the gym (some activities have to become things of the past when you have a child studying overseas at university) and watched in dismay as the pounds crept on to my body. I was not a happy camper and decided (finally) to get back into running as my main form of exercise.

To be honest, some days I felt like giving up. Getting out of bed very early every morning in the dark was not cutting it. Jogging after work late in the evening – again, in the dark – was also not cutting it.  Yet on other days I couldn’t wait to run twice a day. Go figure.

But I persisted, running as often and as much as I could. Then I fell. Hard. On my back. It was painful to say the least. I had to give up running for a while. I don’t know which hurt most, my body or not being able to get out on the road but I knew that if I didn’t take the time to rest properly my injuries would take even longer to heal.  In the meantime I continued to eat properly and kept up with my diet of steamed fish, steamed vegetables (cooked with love) and loads of salad.

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The human body is amazingly resilient, even when it is an older version with spare parts which can stop working at a moments notice. And so, in December of 2016, I ran and finished my first 5K in I don’t know how many years … and boy did it feel good to cross that finish line standing (as opposed to crawling)!

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Now it’s on to a new year with even bigger goals and hopefully greater achievements. I have only run twice so far for the year but just as my body is resilient so will be my resolve to continue on this healthy lifestyle path.

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4 Jan 2017 Run aka go me!

 

In reality, all we humans can do is to put one foot in front of the other day by day as we step out in faith, not only reaching towards our own dreams while remembering to help others along the way. God promises to do a new thing in us, not only in January but every single day and every single month; all we have to do is remain open to His wonderful gifts because they will come.

So what are your goals? What would you really like to achieve over the next 12 months? How much work are you willing to put in to ensure your dreams become a reality? What support do you need? How can I help??? Leave a note in the comments as we get this year off to a great start and may 2017 be even more amazing than you can ever hope it to be aka Just Do It!

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“Indeed, this life is a test. It is a test of many things – of our convictions and priorities, our faith and our faithfulness, our patience and our resilience, and in the end, our ultimate desires.” ~ Sheri L. Dew

“It’s one thing to show your love for someone when everything is going fine and life is smooth. But when the ‘in sickness and in health’ part kicks in and sickness does enter your lives, you’re tested. Your resilience is tested.” ~ Patti Davis

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All Are NOT Chosen: Perspective of an Olympic Hopeful

Ready for the gym | Photo by Gale E

Photo by Gale E

 

The Olympics will soon be here! Are you excited? Well I am for sure!

I am going to be glued to my television 24/7 watching the athletes run, swim, jump, throw. I will have goose bumps whenever they raise the flag of the winner’s country in victory, after all the years of sacrifice and training and tears.

But one thing I never considered before today: the true feelings of those who never make it to Olympia. Because in reality I can train and compete, and train and compete some more but even though I may get very close to being selected, the reality remains that for one reason or another I may never ever see my dream fulfilled.

Just for the record, I am not an athlete. I never will be. Most days I struggle to make it to the gym or hit the streets for a quick run far less become involved in an intense dedicated training programme. I have never represented any of my schools in sports. I have trained and competed in 5K and 10K races as an adult in another life but never won a single race. I have never represented my country in sports; I have never been and will never be an Olympian. This means I honestly cannot speak to the pain or disappointment of giving up so much but not getting to sing my anthem as my country’s flag is raised in full view of a gazillion people.

And that’s the very reason why I am sharing the post below by Beckie, an “international hockey player and aspiring writer“. This is someone who knows, and knows well, that although many are called few can be chosen. After you read her story I encourage you to give her a hug; she’s still an Olympian in my view 🙂

The Story of a Not-Quite Olympian

“As I write this, it’s 114 days until Rio 2016 gets underway. However, despite loving sport in general and the Olympics in particular, on August 5th this year I will probably be hiding under a rock somewhere.” Read more

 

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Beautiful or Flawed?

Photo by Gale E

Photo by Gale E

In some instances this is a fact: slim or fit (physically) on the outside does not make you beautiful or caring (emotionally) on the inside. As a woman under attack (hot flashes physically and lack of motivation mentally) I join others like myself who kill ourselves trying to lose weight so we can look at least half as beautiful as the models strutting the catwalks. Continue reading