I am not selfish. I live my life around others. I find out their schedule and work mine around theirs. I get up early, stay up late, work through or run errands on breaks, I multi task like no other. I work, pack lunches, make sure laundry is done, homework is done, clean the house, coordinate play dates, cook dinners, carpool, shuttle to soccer games, and work hard. My wants and needs come last. In the wee hours of the morning when no one needs me, when others are sleeping…I am…me.
The runner, the triathlete, the athlete. I swim, I bike, I run, I lift weights….I do this because it is my passion. Not because I am a freak. Because outside of everything I am, a wife, a mother, and a friend, I am…a woman, a woman who is an athlete. Would I rather sleep in? Yes! But if I did, I would be sacrificing myself. I live myself around others, so in order to be myself I have to do what I have to do, even if that means getting up at 3am, or going to bed and waking up and running 20 miles in the middle of the night while my family sleeps (and yes, I have done this, more than once).
I am not a martyr, nor am I trying to be, I am just stating the facts. I am a wife, coach, friend, Aunt, Sister, Mom, etc. Myself as a woman comes last. But I’ll be damned if I will let that part of me go. That is why I train, and race with all I have. Because, that is, all I have. Me. Without me, there is….no me.