So, I still have issues breathing through my nose.
It’s frustrating cos I spend most of my days teaching women how to run, and talking about running, and both of those things – talking and running – require breath.
So, for a really long time – 12 years now – I’ve wanted to have surgery to fix that.
But this process has been, in a word, demoralising. I’m a persistent person, but this cycle of building hope, and having it smashed down over and over again, has been hard.
And in the case this story helps you, I wanted to share it.
Today on the podcast, Part One of a three part story.
Listen below:
Turia, That was so beautiful listening to and you had me crying whenever you were! You’ve really come to the right country for the heavy lifting. I’m an expat Aussie living pretty close to Baltimore the past 35+ years, so if you need anything at all, I’m here! Even if it’s just via message i’m happy to share my number if you need. So so excited for you and no, it’s perfectly ok to keep pushing even when you talk about accepting ourselves … very few of us have lived anything close to your story. Wishing you all the best for the big day and recovery! Jane xx
I absolutely love your motivational podcasts. Just the “F_ I_” (you fill in what you think that means…) – sometimes this sucks, but we have to keep powering through, while listening to our bodies, to get to the goal that we’ve set. You, and many of your listeners are still on the upward slope of that arc chronologically and/or physiologically. Some of us are on the downward slope – which means there are inevitable concessions we will need to make to our aging bodies (if we listen to them with respect and grace). But that does not mean that we cannot still be the best we can possibly be for as long as possible. Thank you for sharing your journey. It inspires me to “get out the door” even when I don’t feel super stoked to do it. LOL!
You are such an inspiration to the world. And showing your fragility makes you stronger. We are here rooting for you. Be brave, as always 🙏❤️
Thank you for sharing your stories. When you spoke of missing your son’s first day of school and how you leased the intensity of your rage, I could feel your words. So beautiful!!