Stupidly, a few months ago as I was extremely motivated and thinking I had so much time on my hand (even with a newborn) to train and plan and be obsessive, I signed up for a half marathon. My first major run, EVER! Luckily for me, unluckily for my dearest and bestest friend, my hubby; he decided to run with me. At the time I was so gung ho on giving my stems the best challenge of their lives. To be honest, I couldn't care for the support, knowing that all the support that would be needed was the support within me. But as time went on and today included I am so grateful for my husband's never ending support!
So back to giving up. Did it cross my mind? Absolutely! Is it still a posibility? Of course. Will I do it? Probably not. Not because I announced it months ago that I was running a marathon, I could easily and quietly not mention it again. Not because I have the support of my family. I don't know what it is, actually I do know what it is. It's everything I preach and everything I believe. QUITTING IS NOT AN OPTION!!!!!!! Not for the woman who had 2 children in two years, you know who you are, Monday night girl :) Not for the overweight belly fighting man. Not for the dad who works long hours to provide for his family. Not for the woman or man fighting for their life in a cancer ward. Quitting has never been an option. Not for them, not for me.
So on Sunday I will join the thousands of in shape, not in shape, great and not so great runners in a quest to make it to the end.
At this point, all I know is that I am going to get to the end and I know the person who will be running along with me will cheer me the whole way, if he doesn't pass out himself. And I am doing it for me. For the person I know I am, the person I thought I never was and the person my kids can know as the one who never quit. The person who stood by her word and her beliefs. ME!