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Makin’ the BEST out of the worst

So many great things have happened this week. I would have been ecstatic to know I could write this entry at the start of my campaign!  First, I ran 10 miles last weekend and it felt great!!! It was incredibly smart of me to take the days off when my hip was hurting, so to answer my question from last week – yes, it was a VERY good idea to give my body rest when it was asking for it even when it did mean tainting my training schedule a little. Second, thanks to your generous donations my campaign surpassed not only my goal of $2,500, but I now have over $3,000 in donations and over 2 weeks left to go!! WOO HOO! To top this all off I received some pretty amazing donations this week to give as prizes in my campaign – a football signed by Donavan McNabb, quarterback of the Philadelphia Eagles, and a gift certificate to Eviama Spa, my favorite spa in the city and the home of the massages that helped me through my entire recovery. I am thrilled with these new prizes! Great things are happening over here! I hope your week is going as good as mine!

Flipping the calendar over to September this week caused me to reflect on the past 2 months and how truly amazing they have been for me. It was only 2 months ago when I started this blog and I couldn’t even run 3 miles. Now I am running 10 and feeling great doing so. It also allows me to focus on last September and where I was in my life. I was running with no issues, had no idea what a desmoid tumor was and wasn’t near grateful enough for the things in my life. They say that sometimes the best things in life come out of the worst situations – this couldn’t be truer for anyone then me. Just read the paragraph above and see how great things have turned out for me. Yeah, I have a scar across my tummy and my belly button isn’t exactly a belly button anymore and my stomach swells up after I run, but I have such a new outlook on life and my health and the people that surround me. I cherish my 2 mile runs and 5 mile runs and I LOVE my 10 mile runs. I realize how amazing the human body is and how grateful I am that I got my Dad’s muscular build :)! I tell friends and family how much they mean to me a lot more than I used to and I appreciate the time I get to spend with the people I care about.

I realize how fortunate I was when I woke up in that hospital bed and was told that the tumor was benign and I vowed to live my life to the fullest after experiencing those tough moments. I have such a new found respect for heroes that go through cancer and other life threatening illnesses and those who have chronic pain. It takes a true, true hero to push through such situations and my heart goes out to anyone that is going through this and any family member that must watch a love one go through this.

This experience has given me the courage to take more chances in life, be more honest with those around me and enjoy the little things just a lot more – a year ago I had no idea, no idea what that really meant. I can only hope that I can inspire you to open up your eyes to the wonderful things around you without having to go through the pain and frustration of surgery. We only get one shot at this thing call life – LIVE IT UP!

With Gratitude,


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Be nice…


My run went amazingly well this morning. After assuring SM on the car ride to Valley Green that I was going to “take it easy this morning” because my Wednesday run was quite a workout (shout out and big thanks to RK for a great run), it turned out that today’s run was “easy,” however it was one of the quickest and farthest training runs I have had so far.

Just as the thought crossed my mind, “Wow, we’re never going to get 3 miles in going the speed we are this morning,” SM called out that we were at mile 2 (thanks, Garmond) and should turn around soon to get to the car in time to get to the shelter – WHAT?! I was shocked – wait, how are we done 2 miles already? I feel great, my legs are in rhythm, my breathing is calm and to be honest, I don’t feel like I am working too hard here. We were running about 8 minute miles (when I told her I would probably do 10’s today just because I felt I needed to pull back) and I felt great. Now, this is after my last 4 -5 runs have felt terrible and I wanted to tap out at mile 1.5 (insert “damn surgery”). Matter of fact, after Wednesdays run I questioned whether I was being crazy to think that I could run a half marathon 7 months post abdominal surgery and the loss of 2 ½ abdominal muscles – isn’t your core pretty important to running?! What was happening here today?

For a girl that pushes herself in everything she does to do better, be better, work harder, reach higher, recover faster, I think I just found a little chunk of new motivation. What if by allowing myself to be average, to have a bad day, a slow run or a crabby attitude I did just the opposite – excelled, had a great day, a fast run and a contagious, happy attitude? If I could have a quarter, just a quarter, for the amount of times I have heard friends, family and honestly, strangers say, “Sera, you’re just too hard on yourself,” I would be rich. I know it. I would be sitting pretty in a mansion on a beach somewhere letting the breeze blow in my hair, guaranteed, courtesy of a bunch of shiny silver quarters. I always ignore these comments though because I feel my push, shoot for the starts and kill myself on the way attitude has been my motivation in life. It has gotten me where I am – out of the country, into the city working in finance, running races, living in a fabulous apartment, taking care of myself, but what if, what if my friends, family, and complete strangers were right? What if by not being so hard on myself I would still succeed and succeed past my wild imagination with tons of happiness in my life?

Hmmm….lets think about this – be nice to yourself, don’t beat yourself up when you screw up or have a bad run, or mess up that report, say the wrong thing or just need a little more sleep? Instead, let life happen, accept the inevitable, (bad days, stupid mistakes, and foot in your mouth comments) deal with these moments, maturely by learning from them and actually being grateful they happened – and in the end, achieve more, greater, better, bigger things?

Honestly – It scares me. This idea contradicts 27 years of tough, don’t let yourself down, keep going till your bleeding, discipline in this little head, but I can’t help but think that after today’s run I could be on to something. I can’t promise I’ll integrate this daily just yet, kids, and don’t hold me to it the next time you hear me complaining about not getting a workout in or eating that damn cookie. I’m just putting this out there, asking the question, and hoping the answer comes – maybe as easily as my run this morning. WOO HOO – Happy Friday!

With Gratitude,