I’ve always admired adventurous women. Women who were out there, doing what they love with passion and grit, seeking to inspire other women to do the same. I also use “she” to
motivate me to get out the door on days when the warm covers begged me to stay, when I had been up 3 different times in the night with waking little ones. I would think, “she” is out
there, “she” has the same struggles as me and is going for it anyway, so can I. Sometimes
“she” would have a name, a friend, an athlete, whoever, but mostly the “shes” were a
collective spirit of women I admired, doing what they loved, inspiring others, even when it was hard or didn’t make much sense. “She” was also the person chasing me in races, pushing me to give it my all. “She” was always right behind me. I even put duct tape over my garmin
during a 50k race once. Normally, I rely heavily on my watch during a race for pacing, heart
rate, etc. I just taped over it and wrote, “she’s right behind you!” Every time I looked at my
watch to try and gain information about how I was doing I would see that. I ran my heart out, had a great race and a 50k pr. I haven’t thought much about “she” lately. As I was driving in to Flagstaff before dawn this morning for a training run, I thought about she. I tried to put a
face to her….and my own image came. I have finally become “she”. I like her. I look forward to seeing what “she” will be up to this year.
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