“What helps you live like a Champion?”
Champion is not a word that I identify with.
“Champions“, eat their WHEATIES and get Gold Medals. Champions also sweat and exercise, they live to push themselves physically and mentally.
I tend to scoff at that kind of exertion and sit down on the couch with my remote. While most of you are lacing up your sneakers and talking about the rush and adrenaline of RUNNING, I slap my inner Forrest Gump and admit that I’d rather do pretty much ANYTHING before I ran on purpose to anywhere.
So for me to think outside the box for this week’s prompt, I thought about what makes ME a champion?
What lights me up, what fuels me and pushes me to be my best self?
Motherhood, Writing, Building a Community that loves, cares & shares.
Back in January a lot of you were choosing a word to describe your year, the word that you hoped you would help you to live your best life and define your choices.
I didn’t pick a word back then, I normally don’t like to plan too far ahead for fear that I won’t measure up to my own expectations.
Yet, this year has been amazing. Even without a word to define it.
And like all amazing things, I know that it won’t last, that I should enjoy every single moment of it until it fades away like a hazy oasis.
So I think I’m a champion because I know that.
I know that life is sometimes all FATE, LUCK & HAPPY SURPRISES you never saw coming and you should grab them while you can. They don’t always last, but when you are in the middle of them (when the wind is blowing through your hair, the words are flowing, the hugs are plentiful or the pain is masked by pleasure) you need to REJOICE in that feeling.
Sometimes hard work just isn’t what is needed, the sweat and tears can be reserved for another time. Sometimes you just need a heart that believes in the miracle of the unexpected.
I often wonder if I am really good at anything. Being mediocre and normal seems to come naturally to me and I’m OK with that. I don’t push to be bigger or better than anyone else, I like to sit in the pond and jump to each lily pad, knowing that I’m part of something much more special by being one of many.
I don’t think that makes me much of a Champion in the conventional sense, but even the Olympics have teams, relays and synchronized swimming where you need to be a part of a group that helps each other reach the finish line.
And living my life like that makes me feel like a winner.
“If you’re a champion, you have to have it in your heart.” -Chris Evert
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When Enough is Not Enough
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You are a champion in so many ways, Kir. Both the ones you identify, and others.
what an amazing thing for YOU to say to ME..when you are such a CHAMPION to me. Thank you, with tears in my eyes, thank you.
You’re a champion to ME!! xo
BAH, you’re a goof, because if ANYONE is a champion it’s YOU my dear sweet friend. xo
I think of champion the same way you do. It’s one of the reasons I didn’t write that prompt this week because I feel like I’m so NOT.
But I think you’re a champion in the way that counts – quietly, helping others feel like a champion.
I like that we think about this the same way…it bothered me all weekend, and it stuck with me. I’m actually glad with where it took me and what I ended up realizing about myself. That is when JBE actually feels like Enough
you are a CHAMPION of mine for sure.
I think it absolutely makes you a champion! I laughed so hard when you wrote you would never run anywhere on purpose. LOL!! Running is hard! I try, but I really stink at it.
This is a great reminder to enjoy the now!
Sometimes it is the little things that we need to relish in and that make us a champion. And even more – sometimes those little things… are REALLY big things! I love your statement “Sometimes you just need a heart that believes in the miracle of the unexpected.” Very true. You are a champion to remember to live in the moment, because that can be a very hard thing to remember