Missing A Piece Of Me.
Good Evening Everyone!
I hope everyone had a GREAT week and will have an AMAZING weekend : )
I would like to thank everyone who has commented on my blog thus far. I really appreciate all the the advice and support. It definitely means sooo much!
Well, this week what did I do...
I worked at my job, volunteered at a middle school to help some students out with their science work and track practice. This week was ok for practice. We did a tempo workout on Monday 1/2/1 x 3 just to wake our legs up then we lifted. Wednesday, we did 5x50's fast and relaxed and then lifted. Both of these workouts, I worked on my form and ran fast and very relaxed. Today, I just had pre-meet. Also, this week, I had meetings, an interview about my future job- Ill tell yall about this soon : ) I had to hand in my graduation audit and my minor sheet to my Dean... I can't believe I'm graduating sooon! Yikes! I'm happy tho. I'm the first person in my family to graduate. My family is very proud of me. My nana, my bro, my sis and my mother all keep me motivated to finish. Ill tell yall a lil about my past. Throughout my life, I have been faced with many obstacles that have not stopped me from achieving the goals that I want to accomplish in my lifetime. Being taken away from my mother at the age of six by DCYF, not having a father around, and coping with the death of my mother before entering high school are obstacles that were, and are currently, part of my life; these obstacles have made me a stronger person, and have made it possible for me to reach the point where I am in life today. During my childhood, I did not see my parents a lot. I only saw my father twice, and I lived with my mother until November of 1990. Before the age of six, I had to take the responsibility for taking care of my younger brother, sister, and myself because my mother was not stable enough to care for us. I had to make sure my siblings were fed and cleaned each day. Some days, we went without food because my mother would use her money to buy drugs, and other substances, to benefit only herself. One day, I decided that my siblings and I did not need to live like this anymore, and I asked my grandmother if we could live with her. About two days later, DCYF stepped in and took us away from my mother. At first, I was sad to see my mother go through the pain of losing us; but, at the same time, I was sick of experiencing the pain myself. Years passed, and my mother was still a drug addict. I figured that if she lost us, which she did, she would get herself some help to get us back. That never happened. I can remember when she gave a little birthday party for my brother, on Sunday, July 13, 1998. We watched “Dr. Doolittle”, and we ate cake and ice cream. That was the happiest day I had with my mother in a long time, and as it turned out, the last day I would ever get to spend with her. On July 19, 1998, my mother passed away. She died from an overdose of cocaine. I never expected that someone I loved so much could be gone so suddenly. It did not have an effect on me until I saw her in a casket at her funeral. Seeing her lying there, motionless, I knew she was gone. I looked at her in shock, and tears began to flow down my cheeks. I touched her hands and then her face and felt nothing but cold skin. I wanted to hold her in my arms to make her tepid and maybe she would awaken and I could see her smile again. Then I realize that there was nothing I could do to make her come back. I could snivel, scream, bellow, or pray, but I knew nothing could bring my mother back. Instead of giving up in life, I used the death of my mom to be a stronger person, pursue my dreams, and a role model for my brother and sister. I must say it was so hard to be so strong after my mom passed. I would always try not to cry in front of my bro and sis, but I couldn't help it. They seem to take the death of my mom a lot easier than me. I do miss my mom everyday and yes I do get jealous when I see all my teammates mother's come to the meet and cheer them on. I do get very upset when I see anyone disrespect their mother. Yes, sometimes our mother's do make us mad, but being disrespectful isn't right. I just wish everyone would realize how lucky they are to have a mother to watch them grow each day or go to their meets. I would do anything to have that. Even though my mother can't be there in person at my meets, I know she is there in my heart. Every race I run, I run it for her. My mother always told me to never give up on anything that I start. If I start something, I better finish it. She always told me that if someone ever told me i couldnt do something, prove them wrong. I miss her words of wisdom, but her words will never be forgotten. Tomorrow, at my meet at BU, I will run for my mom. She would always tell me to go out there and just run. Don't think about anything because I worked so hard to be where I am today. I'm very excited to run tomorrow : ) I just hope I run some gooood times!!! Alright, that's probably a lot in one night. I hope everyone has a great night and GOOD LUCK to you if you're competing this weekend! Kick some bootycheeks : ) I'll let yall know how I do tomorrow. I run the 400 and 200. Good night yall. Quote of the week: Galatians 6:9
Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.
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let us
11:38 PM, February 9, 2007
.. Posted by Anonymous
not become weary of doing good. that's the one. you should keep your toes up. for all intents and purposes that foot will be back off the ground before the toe hits the ground. toes digging virtually creates a suction. think positive.
the leg pulling you forward can be moving rearward as fast as 40 mph.
a blessing
8:56 PM, February 10, 2007
.. Posted by Anonymous
You are a blessing and I enjoy reading your blogs. You are a strong woman and I know that your mother and family are very proud of you. GOD bless you
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12:23 AM, February 11, 2007
.. Posted by TMSSF
From what I saw today, all should be proud of you. I'd say after the 26.2 opener (400), you should've been on your way. You accelerated nicely from the common line. Cut-ins are brutal. Thank GOD you didn't go down! I can see why you may be anxious for outdoors.
You might also need to give some thought to the shorter dashes. Your winter routines might be doing more than providing greater force production and functional stability.
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