Gotta thank the semicolons this weekend 🙂 I have been trying to think what to say, then read my race report from Raleigh 70.3 last year, and felt like I just needed to reshare it:
This will be a bit different of a race report. I won't go into the details of what I was thinking every mile, but more I want to write about why I did it. I have not been racing with a semi colon very long, but the responses I've gotten from it have been truly amazing. This race was bigger than anything I thought I could do. BUT, I'm still here, and I wanted to do it for all those that aren't and can't. All the periods, that suffered too much, were too tired, and lost their fight. I wanted to do it for all those that would rather be a period, but still get out of bed and carry on every day. They still fight. This race was a fight, and it ended for me in 7 hours and 43 minutes. Mental illness is a fight that never ends, that most don't see. But when we fight for something that we CAN see, it gives others strength to carry on, even if just for a day. It may have just been in my head, because it's what I chose to do, but It was an honor to race for all those that can't anymore. I have a family member that took his life last summer, I thought about him a lot while I was fighting to finish a very brutal swim in very choppy water. I thought about friends that suffer while trudging through 90+ heat with no shade for 13.1 miles, I had to keep going for them. So many mentally fight every second of the day, physically fighting for them made it easier. If I quit, then it's easier for them to quit, and I didn't want to make that ok.
Thanks ya'll!! 💜💜
