I am supposed to be out chasing down my goals this morning on a long training run. Instead, I am sitting at my kitchen table drinking my coffee (and my Energize) watching the storms arrive and pass by (so thankful for rain; it is beyond needed). I do not mind running in some rain, in fact I find it incredibly refreshing. Storms, however, not gonna happen.
I have been meaning lately to get back to posting on here more but to be honest, I am always so stumped on what to write about. I have found myself asking, “what do people want to read?” “What do others want to know?” Then, I respond with, “No, that is boring and no one cares.”
This morning I sat here watching the sky with my coffee and thinking about my journey and where I am standing right now. I was thinking about my struggles right now, my setbacks. I was thinking about what I needed to stay focused, to keep moving forward.
For whatever reason, it urged me to want to write. I started this blog two years ago for me. I started it for a place for me to share my story because I needed an outlet. I needed a place to write my words because sometimes I cannot vocally find my words to share how I feel but I can always seem to write. Writing has always been an outlet for me in every stage of my life.
I decided I am going to get back at it. Back to the reason I began writing here. For me. Because this is what I need for my journey. I need to write. I need to share my struggles and I need to celebrate my victories.
Currently, my marathon training has been a place of struggle for me. This goal is one where the only way for me to finish it is through a lot of personal growth. I want to share every mile along the way; the ones I fall flat on my face and the ones where I succeed. I need to write about those moments I want to quit and find a new goal.
So, I am back at it. Some of my posts will be about running, some about food, some about my biggest insecurities, some about my growth, some about my struggles of life after divorce.
I want a place to share it all. I am a believer that we all have a story to share that could help someone else. Sharing makes you feel extremely vulnerable which is a scary thing. But, I am okay with feeling uncomfortable, I crave being outside my comfort zone.
So, here goes nothing with my story. But for now, back to wait for the storm to pass.
Until Next Time~
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