Monday, November 12, 2012

The treadmill that started it all

See this little unassuming treadmill? That was MY treadmill, my TV, my little spot on the wall.

This exact treadmill is the one that started me on this crazy all consuming journey.

It was here that I discovered my wings. My love of running. I spent at least three days a week for eight months finding myself all over again.

I rediscovered me...not hockey nerds wife, not just L & E's mommy. I discovered Suzanne. For the first time in a long time, maybe first time ever I found comfort in my own skin. I found a voice and my confidence that was not there before.  I found a cure for bad days and sad days.I found a way to make good days better.  I found my outlet.

In this month of thanksgiving. I am thankful for this little treadmill and the steps that changed my world.