On my drive to the training walk this morning it occurred to me that I was up at 4:35 AM driving to meet up with fellow walkers at a location over 1 hour from my house in order to walk 8 miles. Now, while this doesn't seem all that significant (because I walk most weekends), the revelation hit me like a ton of bricks. It didn't matter that I got maybe 30 min of solid sleep. It didn't matter that I spent yesterday at a toddler's birthday party in a bounce house. It didn't matter that my stomach was upset or I was WAY tired. I was still up at 4:35 AM on a Sunday to train for the Susan G Komen 3 Day for the Cure. For the rest of the drive, I kept asking myself "Why can't I show this much commitment to other things, such as work, or laundry? Why can't I find this kind of dedication to showing up to work?"
It seems I put on my big girl panties when it comes to this cause because I know a life depends on it. Someone out there is going through something way more horrible that missing out on the "sleep in day" and getting some extreme exercise.
Thanks for reading! ~ Deanna