alright, guys. I’m always painfully honest with you….so here it goes.
I am 100% conflicted about the Princess Half this year. And I really don’t know that I want to do it again. Part of me does want to; and part of me doesn’t. It’s such a huge commitment.
Here are the thoughts rolling around in my head. They’re random and in no particular order.
Year 1 was a challenge I wanted to prove to myself. It was a thrill. And I loved celebrating my 4-0 this way! Truly loved it.
Year 2 was a motivator because we were running for something SO much bigger than ourselves. Team Freedom absolutely, positively BLEW ME AWAY! We raised over $60,000 for Abolition International. And coincidentally, part of that money went to a home in Atlanta! Yes, Atlanta….where, oh btw, we added to our JOY family in December. I never knew Atlanta was one of the homes until Natalie was here at our Princess Pasta Party. Providence? I think so.
I started to love running; I’ve fallen out of love.
We had 134 people run last year. ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY FOUR people! How many would it be this year? Would we pass 200?
Could we raise $100,000? And target 2 specific homes?
Would women be willing to pay $10 to help cover the cost of the Princess Pasta Party? Or could we get a sponsor?
Would a few of the women be part of a Princess Pasta Party committee? and help plan the event? Decorate? It required many hours and was disproportionate to mine & Mary’s workload. It was an exorbinant amount of work, y’all! But I also like things a certain way. So I’m picky, too. Would y’all be willing to work for an OCD visionary? : ) (just being honest! feel Dave & Bill’s pain!)
Would someone be in charge of correspondence? I can’t personally respond to the hundreds of (legitimate) questions from Team members. I want to serve. There’s isn’t enough of me to serve well. Last year, I recruited my daughter Abbey to help me return email. Child labor. And we’re running against this! haha! KIDDING.
I’ve had a number of folks tell me they want to “get healthy and have been inspired by my/our running the last 2 years.” (their words). Lord, really? Talk about using the UNQUALIFIED. I am NOT a runner. I am a fake runner. How in the world did God ever decide to use me to inspire running? Y’all seriously don’t know how laughable this is! But, I will say each time I get an email or someone talks to me personally, it makes me cry.
I was so touched by all the women who responded to this event last year. Team Freedom happened so organically through a random tweet between Natalie and me. I’ve never seen such dedication, determination and heart.
I’ve received no less that 50 emails/FB comments/tweets since last year’s event telling me they’re starting to train for next year. No pressure, guys! : )
Will my friend Kellie be able to run with me? I don’t want to do it without her. She’s been by my side the last 2 years. And this doesn’t excuse you – Becca (Josh, she needs the weekend off). Molly (you’ll need to check on your knee. AND schedule a tour around this date). Alissa (nice excuse being pregnant this past year. You are NOT exempt this year if we do this. So NO more babies. 3 in 10 months is plenty!) Jayar? Krispy?
I will hate giving up every Saturday in November, December, January & part of February for long runs.
I will love how I feel after I run every Saturday in November, December, January & part of February for long runs.
I have an opportunity to go to Bangladesh in February. I’ll get home 1 week before the run. Of course, the trip is human trafficking related. Of course. Just like the Lord.
Can I just be a coach?
Am I just being lazy?
Is it fair to make Dave & Bill go one more round with me? They’ve been so supportive and generous with the show as a platform for this cause.
I’ve permanently damaged 3 of my toenails on my left foot. It ain’t pretty. It will require pedicures for the rest of my life. Oh wait. Maybe that’s not so bad.
It’s hotter ‘n poodunkus and I know I really won’t start running until October.
I need motivation.
Bottom line: It’s a lot of work physically, mentally, and emotionally. For me, anyway. (Not talking to you experienced runners, who I really don’t like right now. hahaha!)
Of course, the physical, mental and emotional requirements pale in comparison to what innocent victims endure.
For some reason it feels like I’m “cheating” if I’m not running. Organizing a non-physical fundraiser is the easy way out.
More than anything, I don’t wanna let you down! But I know I won’t like you very much while I’m training. (Only half kidding here!) I know anything worthwhile in life requires a tremendous amount of passion and hard work. It requires you to dig your heels in and commit. There’s nothing in me that wants to do this right now, except for the feeling of what I should do.
So….there’s really no point to this post, other than letting y’all know what I’m thinking and to start the conversation. I’d love to hear back from you. Are y’all wanting to run? Are you willing to raise $350 to help free women? rehabilitate them from the sex industry?
Talk to me.