When I started I was heavy, a little depressed about myself and how far I had fallen behind where I was the year previous.
I am lighter by 22lbs, have regained my running confidence, and set a nice reachable goal of the Chicago Half, and the Freep Half (AKA Detroit Free Press International Half - 'Freep' is the local
nickname for the Free Press), both in October 2006.
Last night I actually lay in bed crying. Why? I think that maybe I have realized that what is holding me back is my fear... of success.
I realized that in my life I am the one who ultimately let me down. No one else I can blame. Why is it that I set goals, and once I am on track I derail myself? Fear of actually succeeding. Odd,
I know. My fear is that If I think I'll succeed and don't I have failed... but if I fail from the start it is expected. Hence my fear of Failure.
But today I fear no more. Today I own my life again!
And that is the state of today.