Archive for February 17, 2013

Diamonds

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , on February 17, 2013 by runmyssierun

No filters. No photoshop. No messing with it at all.

I had the guts finally to try Mommas earrings on today and wanted to see how they looked so I got my phone and took a picture of them and instantly noticed the glow around them.

These are my little signs that tell me she’s still here. Now, I don’t want to take these earrings off.

Would you?

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Red Rover

Posted in Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , on February 17, 2013 by runmyssierun

Red Rover

This last year, I’ve been told several times that I was an “athlete” and I cringe each time it is said. It makes me think back to a very vivid memory of mine while I was in second grade.

We were picking teams for Red Rover. I was one of the last two. Yep, you guessed it… I was the last picked because I was clearly the weakest link. I was the least athletic.

Last week, it all changed. A brave, courageous fireman chose me to be on his team for Erica. I can’t say for sure that I was the first one he thought of to do this with but it’s enough for me to be chosen.

I met Erica early last year. We were just starting our run journey together when she announced to our run group that she was diagnosed with cancer. She was one of our own. She was one of the Run, Walk or Crawl girls that had pushed me further than I ever thought I could go. She pushed me.

Now, I’m pushing her. NEVER EVER GIVE UP.
Read the photo attached here. You don’t have to be as crazy as Mario and I are but please, I beg you, do SOMETHING. Give if you can.

TEAM

Posted in Uncategorized on February 17, 2013 by runmyssierun

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This is my TEAM. There is no I in TEAM. I spent every Saturday last year with them. When my Sissy died of cancer in September, they were there. When my Momma died in April, they were there.

They hardly knew me, the quiet girl who cried at every mission moment and smiled during every run. They all ran for a cure.

Each of their runs have helped someone out there get treatment, research, awareness… And helped heal me. They helped heal my sorrow, my unhealthy habits, my emptiness.

I run with my TEAM. My TEAM runs for you. There is no I in TEAM.

But there is in triathlon!!!! And this is how I….. I will do my own little personal part. I will try harder this year.

I will TRI. And my TEAM will be there for me and for you and for the rest of this world.

Go team!!!