"I'm On One" - DJ Khaled

A team. That is.

Let me explain . . . . .

So years [and years & years ago . . . not like Chris K years but. . . ] I was on a "team".

A. freaking. awesome. team. [a couple of different ones, actually]

[yep, see that "4"]

And

I
played
and
played
and
played

on a team for 6 years.

then [long story short]

no volleyball
but
add running, marriage & my Peanut.

And waaaaaa laaaaaaa  . . . . the "SOLO" athlete was born.

in a BIG way . . . . I freaking loved it.

if I won = because of me.

if I lost/sucked = because of me.

I. controlled. the. outcome.

And being that I'm maybekindasorta a control freak.  I.  loved. this.

L O V E D . it.

But as I sent out this message yesterday:  "To go OR not to go to spin class, THAT IS the question!"

I mean come on . . I had run 13 miles the day before and 12 miles on this day.  I was a little tired.

But then the replies came in:

From Mandi with an "I" : "Don't make excuses that's what normal people do."

From Jason at "Cook Train Eat Race" : "No question at all.  Just go."

So I sent this back to Jason.

The bike that was about to be my female dog for the next 59 minutes.
It doesn't come in argyle, [sad face] uggg.

This is when I realized.  I am a part of a team.

call it what you want:

teamblogger
teamwordpress
teamofpeopleivenevermet
teamtweet
teamyouvefreakinggotthis

And. I. smiled.

Completely. zoned out for the next 57 minutes.  At which time the freaking awesome trainer [who came to see me at my 24 hour treadmill run] came up right beside me telling me . . . .

in a not quiet voice . . . and with her hands clapping [what felt/sounded like a mere 4" from my face"

"Run up THAT hill"
"is this all you have?"
"are you giving me YOUR best?"
"you've got this!" [You KNOW, I loved that]
"this is YOUR finish"

awwww.  freaking.  ya.

I. have. a. team.

The freaking best team ever.

You guys rock.  I thank YOU.