431 miles! It feels so amazing to have 18 weeks behind us on our journey. There are some days, well, several in the last few weeks, where I just want to throw in the towel and to say the hell with it. But, something stops me every time. Stubbornness? Maybe. Always have been fairly willful. I mean there are days when biking up the hill after teaching an intense class stinks and I wish I could throw my bike at someone yet, I keep trekking. I think when I boil it down I want certain things for my daughter and I know no way to do that but actually DO that. I want my daughter to understand integrity. I want her to understand personal responsibility. I want her to express the action of love. I want her to understand what it means to stop talking, and start walking. These concepts, push me forward. In the end, all my frustration and fatigue turn into a sweet, intangible reward that strengthens my resolve and moves us gently along, one step at a time. That my friends, feels good.
Hey! Look at this cool poster I saw the other day. Love it!