Good Monday morning, folks!
Isn’t it crazy that we are in the final week of June and that we will be celebrating the start of a new month in just a few days?!
Like, are you SERIOUS right now?!
I’ve been saying it constantly, but Christmas is literally tomorrow.
But seriously the Fourth of July is tomorrow.
And that actually isn’t a joke.
And lots and lots of social media stories playing Katy Perry’s “Firework” as background music because that is just the right thing to do.
Anyhoo, let’s move on to this week’s post.
One more side note.
I’m currently house and dog sitting and the two doggies (Winston and Porky) are snoring on the floor in front of the fireplace in their respective beds. And it is the cutest thing ever.
Okay, now on to this week’s post for real.
Grab your morning coffee beverage!
Many of you already know; however, this year has been quite the big undertaking for me as I embarked on a year-long journey to try and run 1,310 miles (equivalent of 50 marathons) and raise $20,000 for The Conner M. Holland Foundation.
And in just 3 more days, we are officially closing the book on Month 6-also known as the halfway point.
Yes, you did read that correctly.
THE HALFWAY POINT.
It is insane to think that I have been running miles and trying to fundraise money since January 4th.
And many of you reading this post (and my weekly posts) have been a huge part of that endeavor and I can’t thank you enough for all of the continued support and love (emotionally, physically, and financially) within these past 6 months and for all of the continued support and love within those entities to come in the next 6 months.
As of this post writing (which I’m doing at 9:52pm), we currently stand at 633.8 miles clocked and $7,914 raised!
And for those who didn’t see, there is an anonymous donor who is matching donations up to a total of $1,000 from now until June 30th!
That means the halfway point of $10,000 is SO close.
Yesterday on my run in the hot as balls heat, I took a tumble and skinned my right knee.
Literally been running since January 4th almost every single day and have never fallen.
I guess it was bound to happen.
But honestly, I made it look super graceful.
And right after I did it, I got right back up, went over to a nearby tree and started to stretch and pretending for any people who might have seen me to make it look like I had planned to do that fall.
We’ve all done that moment where we pretend to the be on the cell phone when we really are just to get out of a sticky situation…
…And I know I’m not the only one who has experienced this.
But what is the moral of the story and the positive piece of advice I am to leave you with before the end of the words I’m writing for you this week?
Well, here goes.
We always have a choice.
In every day of our lives, every minute, every second.
And when I took a tumble on the sidewalk yesterday, I had a choice.
The choice to either stay down on the ground and pout about the pain…
The choice to get up and keep going.
And I of course chose the second option.
The BIG question is will YOU choose the second option?
What encourages you to make that second choice?
What drives you and keeps you going?
What gets you to keep going after falling down and skinning your knee?
Think about it.
You always have a choice.
Sprinkle sunshine always,