I wasn't going to talk about this at all, but then I figured how could I not because it perfectly exemplifies exactly where I draw my main outlook on life ...
Yesterday was spent moving my dad into a care center as he has a progressive disease that is taking its toll. The gift I have is that he's still dad ... witty and funny and fun. Through all that has been happening over these last years, I've seen him frustrated, but I have yet to see him give up. At all. So, it should have been no surprise to me (and, it wasn't) when I pushed his wheelchair over the threshold of the center and heard him announce, "We have arrived!!" He did so with the same cheery, "Let's do this!" tone and attitude he has always demonstrated. Obstacles be damned, I have always seen him make the very best of every, single experience.
Me and my dad a handful of years back ... |
I am a huge fan of inspirational quotes and pictures and Facebook pages, etc. But, I have to thank the original source of inspiration for my outlook and the attitude I strive to demonstrate. My dad rules.
To say I have drawn on this sentiment throughout my running gig is an understatement. And, given yesterday's main events, it was strong in my heart as I treadmilled my way through today's three miles.
Oh, yes, I did say treadmill ... snow was predicted, and it showed up! Lizzy and I checked it out after my run:
Lizzy's super excited to be restrained ... that, or I stink ... |
... and got pelted in the face by little snowflakes being whipped at us! Thanks, wind!! |
And, clearly, I'll be on the treadmill again tomorrow ...
... because I'm not running in boots ... |
Whatever I watch, wherever I run, I can't let today go without specifically thanking my dad for teaching me that the way you actively choose to look at a situation is what matters the most, and that a positive outlook can carry you through a lot.
With that, I'll check in after the morning run!
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