Water station…

Life is a marathon. Not a sprint.

I hate the feeling of losing my breath when I am just going around the corner not necessarily the entire block. I have been around the block and its not a dig at myself as a woman but a woman who understands how each step was a guided step, therefore, when I tripped often within my 46 years on this earthly plane, the lesson was awe inspiring.

I took a nice long middle age sprint today under the Midwestern cool skies. The traffic around me was so thick that a part of me wanted to form a walk group right there(c’mon folks, leave your cars and walk with me) and lead a mob walk to anywhere but the stuckness of the afterwork weariness. I might do this one day.

I was so thirsty but not for the life giving H2O.

My thirst was for the necessary of ‘why’ I was feeling that a breakthrough was around the corner. Have I earned an award medal from God for my personal achievements thus far? My marathon isn’t close to being over but next time I will stop at the water station and chat with the volunteer handing out the water.

Isn’t that what we should all do? Stop sometimes at the water station, pace ourselves, take deep breaths so that when we finish, we finish strong.

Published by proverbsthirty1

An everyday woman with insight, mindfulness, peace, and the deliberate intent to share my life experiences so they can serve as life lessons to other women and young ladies trying to know and find themselves in the journey of life.

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