Overcoming.
I decided awhile back - in fact, I cannot exactly pinpoint the moment - that I need to just stop. Just stop. A lot of my days are shrouded in anxiety and fear. A lot of what I do - or what I don't do - is steered by my anxieties. It's a really lousy way to live your life - take it from me. I have a lot of anxiety-ridden days, but I have been trying to overcome that. How? By facing my fears. Maybe not the thing that I am anxious about on that one particular day - but by facing another fear in another place in my life. It's been kind of exhausting but also pretty exhilarating. And some times mortifying. (I'll get to that.) I decided that I wanted to run a 5K. A friend of mine convinced me to sign up for one in early May. I started walking months and months ago but just couldn't get the stamina up to run. Then April hit and everyone was plagued by sickness in our house and training took a back burner. Before I knew it, it was race day but I had resolved that ...