A favorite phrase that occurred to me & keeps entering my thoughts when I need to motivate & encourage myself goes like this:
"You broke through, though you don't know you broke through, you made it when you didn't know you made it. You're so far ahead, you wonder if you're behind."
~ Brenda M. Bautista ~
You can quote me. :)
Does this ever enter your scope of experience?
The last instance was when I drove the 993 mile drive, alone, to Utah. My eldest daughter & her family were SUPPOSED to meet up with me & we were to caravan to Utah.
When they blew me off, I started out on my own.
Yupp.
Me, a full gas tank, a charged Taser, enough food & water to last for the whole trip to Utah.
I was a bit scared, starting out. The drive, alone, was daunting. The long hours, the excruciating pain in my right arm. It was a bit intimidating. I was popping Aleve gel caps like M & Ms!
I kept repeating my mantra.
No "ooooohhhhmmmms". Just saying to myself,
"C'mon girl! You can do this. You have this, keep going!"
I was on my own, had to do this. I had a wedding to attend!
Pushing myself, I left North Texas at 12 midnight on a Monday night, arrived in Provo, Utah at 2300 on Tuesday night. Only stopping for fuel.
Yes, I had to push myself.
Sleep?
Who needs sleep!
Chow? Had plenty of that!
Water? 7 gallons!
When I arrived in Provo, Utah, I had trouble finding the apartment where the Bride lives. She had to guide me there. I was also starting to feel tired, delirious, actually. When I arrived, I know I looked like hell, yet, I MADE IT!
After a hot shower, I was ready to crash!
I made it. I broke through, persevered.
VICTORY!
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