I’m running down the street with my twin sister, thinking to myself “Tanika, you can do this. Just try to keep up with Tasha.” For a good 5 minutes we are able to run at the same pace. Once we are heading over a bridge, we separate. We continue to run and eventually Tasha is at least a block ahead of me. It is at this point that I no longer try to maintain her pace.
Instead, I tell myself, “Come on Tanika, just keep moving. Don’t stop. Keep running until you make it home.” This experience inspired me to write this post. When we were in high school, Tasha was on the cross-country team and did long distance running on our track team. I on the other hand did shotput and discus for all 4 years. I also was diagnosed with arthritis at age 17 and had to overcome my fear of running.What is my point?