Ah, so we're back from our day out on
Lake St. Clair, thanks to Jeff's cousin Seri and her husband Dub. What a beautiful day - although I know most people were drenched in rain, we only had a light misting on the lake and then sunshine from 10:30 on....which my kneecaps can attest to.
Which brings up a mental note to self - carry sunscreen on the course in Hawaii or suffer severe 'skin of the Irish' consequences.
I brought in three fish all by myself, and one even was a contender for the biggest catch (that only lasted 5 seconds, but hey, take each victory as it comes!). Why did I enjoy fishing so much? Well, because I knew Jeff would talk about all that he brought in...so I had to do my darnedest to out-do him. I was definitely bragging about the distance of my casts for a significant length of time (that's how you can tell I'm a rookie!).
Either way, this is a nice tie in to today's thought....motivation. What gets us to do things? The challenge, the competition, the accomplishment. All of these and more have motivated me on my way to registering for Team Diabetes Canada, that's for sure.
The challenge - well, we've already been over the fact that I am not an athlete, nor a runner. But I believe my lack of athleticism is not because I can't do it, but rather a lifestyle I was brought up in. Athleticism to me is not a natural ability, but something that takes training (check!) and motivation (triple check!)
The competition - although competition was not huge to me, the idea of possibly, maybe, even .000001% of a chance that I might a) keep up with or b) beat Jeff across the finish line is pretty fun. I like to laugh at him so...good reason!
The accomplishment - hell yeah! Do you realize how many Negative Nancies we have already been faced with? Before we even signed up! People don't think we can raise it, lift it, push it, run it, whatever. Everyone has doubts. And damn won't it be good to say 'SEEEEEEEE????' at the end of it all? My favourite was my Assistant Manager at work who informed me that I should not do it because I'm diabetic. Well sir, that is one reason why I MUST do it. I was raised on the belief that my diabetes is not an excuse for anything - and that includes running a marathon. And hey, if I can do it, than all those 'horizontally challenged' folk out there who are just begging for a dose of Type 2 Diabetes can sure as hell get off their butts and go for a walk.
Sorry. Bit of a rant. Phew.
Along that same line though is the inspiration. Follow with me down Story Lane.
So, Jeff and I are driving back from London tonight and I won't go into detail, but there were a few diabetes related setbacks today. We're driving along the 401 and I pull out my glucometer. Test. High, of course (see the aforementioned setbacks). So then I pull out my vial of Humalog insulin and a syringe (which by the way, I do not use, I am on a pump and only do syringes in emerg situations). Prepare to inject. Jeff turns to me and says 'Baby, you are my hero'.
Yeah. I know. Best words ever.
And so I told him - that is the greatest thing I could hear. He used to say it a lot, in reference to my diabetes, but hasn't said it as often lately. But as I explained to Jeff, that is part of why I am doing this marathon. Sure I say that I'm glad I have diabetes, and in a way, I am as it has helped me appreciate life and be who I am today. However, really...who wants diabetes? So, if I can bust my butt and inspire someone - that makes me feel like I truly was given this "gift" for a reason.
Awwww. Okay, moving past the sap.
Final motivation, obviously the cause/fundraising. The cause itself is motivation to me but equally the fundraising is motivation and not as I am sure you believe it is. Rather, every time I get a donation - I get the urge to run. Somewhere out there someone believes in me. Today, (err well yesterday but I saw it today), someone believed in me a whole $250 of belief. How can I not get out there and prove you right! (Daily plug, remember to pledge us...keep me running lol). Either way, I get home tonight sunburnt and tired after a 5am start to the day and all I can think about is getting out for my run before the sun sets. That's what $250, a challenge, an accomplishment, and an inspiration can do.
Needless to say, I did not get on my run. That's because even as I type today's 'entry', I feel as though the whole room is part of a ship out at sea. Wooooooah Nelly!