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Come away from the ledge...

How do you get someone to come away from the ledge?

When falling is ALL they want. 

You love them. Unconditionally. Without judgment. You love them with hope so that they can see that too. So that they can see this life is worth living. 

Running has shown me that it really is just one foot in front of the other. 
Keep. Moving. Forward. Walk if you have to. Crawl if that's all you got. Cos the finish line is where it's at. And there should be hundreds of finish lines. Hundreds of wonderful, fulfilling moments. 

Running has also taught me that you simply can not do this alone. You NEED someone BY your side. Someone ON your side. 

Love unconditionally. Forgive quickly. Get them away from the ledge. 

This life is worth living. 


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Wait. 
Enough. 
I love my body.
And just like that... In the middle of camel pose... Everything changed. I love my body. And I'm gonna start treating it with the respect it deserves. 
I love my body. 
For the very first time in my life ... I love my body. I've hated my body for so long now. I've been treating it like it's a useless failure that lets me down and embarrasses me constantly. 
My body ... I'm so sorry. 
Tomorrow I'll stand tall. I'll make no excuses. I'll be grateful. 
I. Love. My. Body. 

Read this if you're about to give up...

If you are struggling to stay on track know this... You are so close. So close to success. So close. You just can't see it. That's why it feels so far away.
If I told you that I could see it and it looks amazing and it was just around that corner you would keep going. You wouldn't stop.

I know you can't see it ... But it's so close. Don't give up now.

It really is just around the corner.

You're missing out.

I poured this Post Run Pinot just before I headed out the door.  So when the run got tough.... And it did... I dreamed of my Post Run Pinot.  Home now... And it's still sitting there... Waiting.  I'll have my shower then wash down a big feed with it.  Some might say... Why not just pour the wine and skip the run bit? To that I would say... You clearly haven't tasted Post Run Pinot.  And ... You are missing out.