Wednesday, November 23, 2011

Thank You

In my previous post I said my next blog post will be about "Workout Secret Weapons".  We'll I'm working on that but felt the need to post this first with Thanksgiving Day knocking at my door.

Tomorrow I will be starting my day with some breakfast and then a run in the Manchester Road Race with a few of my running partners.  The race is just shy of 5 miles and there's going to be 15,000 other runners there as well.  It's a fun race where people dress in costumes (like turkeys or pilgrims).  The road race is something I've been a spectator of but never participated in.

Often when I run a race I get a surge of emotion that's hard to explain (I call it the runners high).  My hair stands on end with a surge of goosebumps along with a lump in my throat, chills down my spine and a last spurt of energy to the finish line.  I often think of my grandmother and how proud she would be if she saw me and how much I've accomplished on such a personal level.  She was an amazing person that was both beautiful on the inside and out.  She overcame adversity and what was most amazing was she believed in me.  She saw things in me that no one else did (or should I say I hadn't perceived coming from anyone else).  She was also an awesome baker (as most grandmas are) and made the best apple pies and apple cake ( I thankfully have those recipes ).  Unfortunately my grandmother passed away when I was a teen so she hasn't seen what I've become: a mother, a wife, and someone who's taking the bull by the horns for the first time in my life and just doing it no matter how scary it may feel.  In my moments during a race I sometimes feel that my grandmother is looking down at me and smiling and cheering me on (she had a beautiful smile that matched her warm heart).

I have so much to be thankful for and wish others some of the same feelings of thankfulness within themselves.  One thing is for sure is I couldn't be where I am without the love and support from my grandmother from so many years ago.  I have continued on in life since my grandmothers passing but now I am surrounded with the support from friends and family to keep moving my life forward in a positive direction.  It's always the little things that matter such as my friends asking me to sign up for a race or meeting me at the gym.  It's the smallest of things that can make all the difference on some days when I'd rather be sitting on the couch with a pint of ice cream.  Even if your small gesture doesn't seem to matter in your mind to someone it can mean allot.  I still feel special to my grandmother even though she hasn't been physically present all these years.  It's always what's on the inside that counts and I carry that feeling she gave me where ever I go.

Happy Thanksgiving and many Thanks.





2 comments:

  1. Thank you for sharing again, and your words ring so true for me! You never know what a small gesture will do and I am thankful for those big and small gestures!! Enjoy your run and what a great way to start the day, I will be doing Zumba for an hour and abs for a half-hour...see you post-turkey ; ) -mid

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  2. Thank you for writing Mid. What a workout you will have! Have a great day!

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