• The Mother’s Day I Became An Athlete.

    Nyoka got in the car and IMMEDIATELY said, “I’m not really happy with the Mother’s Day gift I made you. We had to use the words ‘Smart,’ ‘Beautiful,’ and ‘Hardworking’ – but I wanted to use the word ‘ATHLETIC.'”

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    She doesn’t realize how much that ONE sentence means to me. If someone had told me 5, 10, 15, 20 or 30 years ago that my daughter would be frustrated that she couldn’t use the word “ATHLETIC” when describing me? I would have laughed in their face. Hell, even this morning it might have shocked me because – even though I know I run a lot of miles now stay fit, I don’t ever think of myself as athletic. I always describe myself just the opposite: “Me? I don’t really have any natural athletic ability.” But my daughter…the girl who sees me every day…she was mad because she was limited in her word choice describing her Mom. Which word did she want? ATHLETIC.

    ATHLETIC.

    ATHLETIC.

    ME!

    But then, I dug into the present and it got even better.

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    First? “Ewok and Her family are very important to her.”

    HA! For those of you who don’t know, Ewok was given to me by my Dad for my 10th birthday. He was very instrumental in helping me cope with grief after my Dad died, and he still is out and about in the house for periodic cuddling needs. When the tornadoes came last week? There were three things in the basement/garage with us: Important files, External harddrive, and my Ewok. E even commented about it in a picture I posted. So, I love that she put Ewok…even BEFORE family…on the list of things that are important to me.

    I also love this part: “She loves to run but doesn’t like to Swim & Bike.” HA! It’s my multisport credo! I suffer through the cycling and the swimming JUST so I can get to the running part!

    But the best part? “I like to run with my Mom.”

    She thinks I’m an athlete. She likes to run with me.

    This is why I run.

    Happy Mother’s Day to Me.