Because I thought, “I won’t fail if I don’t try.”
“I won’t be dissapointed if I don’t expect anything.”
And since I did not aspire to prove myself correct, I told myself I could not. And that is how it became, “I can’t…”.
And I was stuck in “I can’t…”.
Until, Type 2 Diabetes came into my life, and gave me, my “I should…”.
And there I was, in conflict with myself.
The “I should..” brought yearning and expectations of action.
The “I should…” made me uneasy.
The “I should…” brought with it a nagging need to do the impossible.
So I cautiously began to entertain the idea.
And when I started out on this journey, it was with the sole intention of transforming my body.
But, I did not, however, expect to be led down a parallel path, that would teach me the importance of also transforming my mind.
And eventually, I was to be brought to a place, where I would discover, that in doing both simultaneously, I had completely transformed my life.
These two races were the markers of that evolution.
These two races were the beginning and the end of that internal transformation.
But here, at the beginning of this tale, it all began with the “I should…”. Continue reading A Tale of Two Races