The trip home

Greetings to everyone, and yes, I know it has been awhile since I have blogged and it is because of the fact that I have been busy, which is a story of my life so far.

And what has happened since I got busy? Well, a lot. I have been training like none other, with the warm weather has blessed my feet with good running conditions. And with a recent trip back home on the reservation has opened my eyes back up again to focus on what needs to be done with my running ability.

To be able to go home and take in all what I went through as a kid from the rez was great because overlooking the track I used to run on constanly and to go inside the school where it has been close to 10 years since I have graduated from. To talk to students on not giving up on their dreams and to tell them that there is life off of the reservation. To follow a dream and take it by storm. The feedback was great and so was the interaction between both myself and the students. And the questions were great because I wasn't lecturing them, I was talking to them as if they were adults. Some students had great questions and some were happy to know that Native Americans can do what they thought was impossible. I just told them that I am not the first and I will not be the last.

To see locations I have ran at before and to touch the pavement like I did once before too was great because that environment is what got me through the hardest times of life. I enjoyed seeing everything and meeting everyone I could and I will have to say that in March, I will be back, for many reasons.

I missed my sisters, my brother, my mother, my grandmother and the rest of my family because they are what keeps me going in life. Even back when I was younger.

My mother has been great because she never gave up on me and never will. I admire that because I know that it is instilled in all mothers but as a person, she will never give up on me. And for my sisters, they are all different in many ways but I love them the same. And I could ramble on and on about my wonderful family because they mean the world to me.

Like I told many on facebook, I stand at 6 foot 1 but with my family and friends, they make me feel like I am 10 feet tall and growing. It is quite true.

As of today, 87 more days until race day and I am prepared to make that journey because I have been training well for it and when it comes to 30 days til race day, I will be training like a mad man because there is no stopping me and will be a new runner. Patience is the key.

I invite you all to do one thing, rewind your life to when you were a kid and remember what it was like to walk into something brand new and run with it and see how proud you were when you took something and make it your own. And how excited you may have been to try something new. That is how I felt when I went home and be reminded of my roots. Never forget your roots, they are your foundation.

Thanks again for reading this random thought and experience I have encountered and hope you stay tune for more. Take care and God bless.