Friday, June 29, 2012

This one's a fighter

I woke up Tuesday morning and went to the gym, just like a normal day.

And then I wrote the date on my workout chart.

6/26.

Yeah, just waking up in the morning in the be well
Quite honest with ya I ain't really sleep well
You ever feel like your train of thoughts been derailed
That's when you press on, Lee Nails

It took my breath away. I hadn't even remembered when I woke up. But suddenly it was staring me in the face.

6/26

3 years since I married Isaac.

So what did I do, standing there in my gym, staring at that date? Did I cry?  Go home and curl up in a ball on my couch?  Go to the bathroom and take a few deep breaths?

No.  I got on the treadmill and I ran.


Until the referee rings the bell

Until both your eyes start to swell
Until the crowd goes home
What we gonna do ya'll?


I worked out.  I lifted and I squatted and I crunched and then all of the sudden - the sadness was gone.

Yes, some days you have to be sad.  But some days you just have to fight through the sad stuff - because fighting makes you stronger.

Give 'em hell, turn their heads
Gonna live life 'til we're dead
Give me scars, give me pain
Then they'll say to me, say to me, say to me
There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter
Here comes a fighter
That's what they'll say to me, say to me, say to me

This one's a fighter





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