That's been my philosophy since Stupidhead lost his mind and decided that his calling was making my life hell. Sometimes, like today, I feel like I just can't keep moving forward anymore. Not because of any huge dramatic THING but just because.
But, of course, I can't. Because I'm a mom - and a single one at that - and Moms just don't get to stop.
And then I hear about these people... the Raramuri, or Tarahumara - the running people. Apparently, this smallish population of native mexican people make running a way of life. They practice persistence hunting... running for up to 160km (100 miles to you n me) without stopping. That's right. They will RUN FOR 100 MILES without stopping to kvetch about their sore footsies.
And why on earth would they do this insane thing? Because eventually their prey gets tired and they can get close enough to kill it with their rudimentary weapons - sticks and stones.
There's inspiration to be found there somewhere... now I just wonder if I'm the Indian or the deer... ;)
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not indian, not deer.... you are WOMAN!
That's right...WOMAN! Faster than the deer and stronger than the Indian.
Just keep swimming...swimming...swimming...
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