Take 5, or is it 6 or 7?

Life is about transformation.

Metamorphosis

Changing from one stage to the next. Often we get comfortable in one stage and don’t like the thought of change. Most often the metamorphosis is not up to us and will happen whether we like it or not. Change is hard. Change is often unexpected. Change is inevitable.

The thing about change though is that often we are not ready for it. We have reached a level of comfort and we want to stay in the comfort zone. This does not mean that the comfort zone is all that comfortable, but we are used to it. We know it. We accept it. We can deal with the known because the unknown is frightening.

Surprise.

Time to move out of your comfy zone. You can not stop a change any more than the caterpillar can stay in it’s cocoon forever. It needs to break free and let the sun shine on it’s wings and fly. If it does not emerge from it’s cocoon it will wither and die.

So here I am. Now 5 Weeks till NYC Marathon getting ready to figure it all out again. I’ve been thinking this last week about my training. I’ve trained for marathons healthy. I’ve trained for marathons with hypoparathyroidism without Natpara. I’ve been training with hypoparathyroidism with Natpara which let me tell you is soooooo much nicer. Now 5 weeks till NYC Marathon I’m getting ready to figure it all out again.

Last year when I trained, I was able to build my miles up learning when I needed to ad more calcium, what would effect my levels, and how I needed to adjust my training. I was able to build up the miles slowly and plan accordingly. This training cycle with Natpara has been different as I have not been so symptomatic and it was going nicely. Now as my body adjusts to being off the Natpara even without the added stress of running, I need to figure out how much calcium to take, when to take it and also how much Calcitriol and supplements to take to find a balance. Add training for NY to the mix and it is a little stressful. My body and even mentally I’m trying to work it all out. Instead of having the summer to figure it out and get it together, I literally have weeks.

It can be done. It will be done. I was scrambling. Doubting. Wondering how to pull it all together. A good friend shared with me an 8 week marathon training plan with low millage. I’ve been putting in the miles. I have the base. I can do this. It is not designed for someone who is looking to race, PR, or push. It is designed for someone like me who just wants to get to the finish line. So I’m jumping in with 5 weeks to go and let this next transformation be what it will be.

Swimming with No Life Guard

The transition off of Natpara is about what I had expected, but not nearly as easy as I had hoped.   A lot of it is just the old familiar crap but with an overwhelming sense of fear.   Now some may say this fear is misplaced and it’s no big deal, but they should try living in the shoes of someone with Hypoparathyroidism.    Fear may just be what keeps so many of us with stable levels because we are so aware to any changes.   A tingle hear, numbness there, pain here, racing heart there.     These things make us pay attention.   Adjust.   Wonder and keep going.

You see it’s all a guessing game.   Unless you are someone who has easy access to labs which is no one, you spend your day self monitoring. While there are obviously many symptoms that are different with high and low calcium levels, it is not always easy to tell. There are many overlapping symptoms too.   That just ads to the challenge and fun of the game of managing it all especially during transition.    Do I need to ad more calcium?   Did I ad too much calcium?    Is that just a normal numbness because I was sitting too long?    Did I have brain fog just because I’m getting older.    It’s all so fun and yet not fun at all.

I will say that amongst my Hypopara groups, one of the biggest stressers right now is the fear of the unknown and feeling like you are on your own.   Even those of us with very knowledgable doctors feel this way.  

I’ll be honest I had already been thinking about going back to my local Endo who I currently see for my thyroid levels but was thinking of having her handle the Hypopara stuff too.   She is smart and while not the expert that my specialized doctor is, she is accessible in a way that the other one is not.   Plus I’ve felt for a while now that if there were any issues, she is local and I would be able to easily get to her.  The flip side is my expert doctor specializes in Hypopara issues, understands it and all the quirks. Plus she is super nice.   Her level of understanding of this disorder can not be disputed. This is why I’ve been going back and forth on what to do and never made any changes because things were stable and you never rock a stable boat.

Well the boat is rocking now.    Here’s the thing…. Everyone wants the best. It’s normal, but sometimes the best isn’t always what you think it is or what you need. Without a doubt my expert doctor is extremely well versed in all Hypopara issues. She understands it in a way that most Endos don’t. She is caring. She is knowledgable and she gets it. On the flip side, her office and her are not always readily accessible.   Labs take time. And while I do have her cell phone number in case of emergency; if there is an emergency she not here.

I currently feel like I am swimming in shark infested water without a lifeguard. I know the sharks are out there, but I don’t know if they are going to strike and if they do; I’m not sure if there is anyone who will be there to blow the whistle to help me.

I already have an appointment scheduled next month with the local Endo for thyroid stuff who I have messaged about coming off Natpara, but rightly so she feels that other doctor should continue to handle the transition. I was kind of hoping that she would take the co-lead but I’m thinking due to various valid reasons that doesn’t work so well. In a perfect world she could order the labs which she can get quickly and confer with expert. It is not a perfect world.

So I’m still treading water. I feel the effects of the low calcium. I’m taking the meds. I’m feeling the hypopara symptoms rear their ugly head. I’m plugging away. I’m being cautious. I’m plotting. I’m planning. Believe it or not I’m still training….. Although carefully, cautiously, smartly and not like I was prior to coming off the meds. I will get to the finish line of NY, but to do that I need to get this calcium stuff under control.

So with that I will be stalking the lab portal to see results of this mornings blood work. I will make adjustments. I will just keep going. That’s the only choice any of us have.

Be Positive

I’m a pretty positive person. I usually take a wait and see approach to life. Usually don’t focus on the negative. That being said, life is messy and complicated and as much as we want to you can’t always post about rainbows and puppy dogs.

I see people on social media who post nothing but positive things. Even going so far as to apologize if something is miscontrud as negative. I am not judging them as that is their choice, but to me it’s not a real choice as life is not all good or all bad. Pretending otherwise is just that pretending.

Sometimes people are crappy. Sometimes XYZ is Crappy. Sometimes life is crappy. Sometimes you don’t want to put on a happy face and sometimes your just not feeling it. That’s life unless your Mr Rogers. It’s ok to get mad. It’s ok to express frustration, disappointment, and even be what might be considered negative. That’s life as long as you don’t just focus on the negative, that’s ok. It’s a balance.

Life has it’s ups. Life has it’s downs. In order to appreciate the ups, you must acknowledge the downs. Acknowledging the downs does not mean that suddenly you are going to be negative Nelly. It just means you are acknowledging that life is complicated and we don’t live Stepford Lives. I can appreciate the good, while acknowledging the suck.

So right now, I still feel like I’m in a holding pattern. Counting the days till the magic juice runs dry. That is 4. Part of me doesn’t like the holding pattern I’m in. Part of me is grateful for it as it has given me time to prepare….. talk to my doctor, order my meds, plan. But now I’ve done all these things, so now it’s just enjoy these 4 days and worry about day 5.

I’m also angry because I accepted the new normal of having to inject myself every day and take just a few calcium supplements a day. I’m angry because I thought this was going to last more than the 5 months and I should have started sooner. I’m angry because of the lack of information on how long this will take and when the medicine may be available again. I’m angry because I felt like I had my life back.

I’m also feeling a little defeated. Finally start getting things together and now this. And again, I know it could be worse and I’ve been lucky Some people might also think I’m being dramatic. Those people would be wrong and really don’t know the truth of this disorder, my life, or what I do to make things look easy. That being said, you would never say to a diabetic, “Well you’ve only a little diabetics.” Yes, I’m lucky in my symptoms. I’m lucky that I’ve been able to do so much. I’m lucky that my schedule will allow be self care as needed, but I still have Hypopara with all that comes with that.

I’m also nervous and these next 4 days I will probably see more Hypopara stories to make me slightly more. As I said before coming off the Natpara is no joke. In my Hypopara support group, someone tracked that there are already 14 who have had to go to ER with 7 being admitted. Again, don’t know what will happen, but it is a little nerve racking. I, honestly, don’t expect that to happen to me because I’ve never had to in the past. I’m hoping for a smooth transition, but it’s always in the back of your mind. If there is one thing Hypopara people spend a lot of time worrying about is their calcium levels, symptoms, and how to handle it all.

Here’s the crux of it too…….. I’ve got about 7 more weeks till the NYC Marathon. Training for a marathon is no joke under any circumstances. I’ve trained before without Natpara, but I use the word train loosely. I’ve trained prior to being Hypopara. I will admit that there comes a point in every training cycle where it kind of sucks, but you know you’ve got to do it. I can do it again. That being said, I’m going to be doing the dance of adjusting my meds while finishing my training. And did I ever mention that sweat and exercise effect your calcium levels. I’m sure I mentioned it. Luckily, I am usually in tune to my symptoms, have a doctor I can text if symptomatic, and am pretty good about keeping my levels. All while working and taking care of my family. Hmmm.

Lastly, I’ve still got $800 to raise for Sandy Hook Promise in these next few weeks while doing everything else.

Easy Peasy Lemon Squeezy.

So while I’m being super Negative Nelly that is also not the true story. Yes, all of these feelings, worries, thoughts are valid but there is another side to the coin. I know that I am lucky. I know that it will work out. I’m optimistic that things will go smoothly. That levels will remain stable and I will just keep on keeping on.

You can recognize the negative while embracing the positive. I always say….. Hope for the Best. Prepare for the worst. Most of all accept it all.

Coming Out the Other Side

If you don’t get to spend time running trials, I think that you should still live life like you are out in them. You go out thinking, “how hard can it be.” You may prepare, but realize that your never as prepared as you should be.

The path is marked and you just run right in.

Somewhere during the run, you realize that the path is not marked as clearly as your wish or maybe you just miss the signs. Then you realize that you’ve made a wrong turn and maybe you’re lost. Although sometimes you are stubborn and foolish not admitting that you’ve gone the wrong way until you hit a dead end. Then you have to backtrack and find a new path. All the while learning to do better next time around.

Sometimes you are on the wrong path and don’t realize it. You are uncertain the right way and what you should do. You have to decide weather to be stubborn and move forward in the wrong direction. Sometimes foolishly because your don’t want to admit you’re on the wrong path. Once you admit your mistake, you can take the smart approach to turn things around and find your way.

All the while you must keep moving because if you stop, you are wasting time and will never get anywhere. So you keep moving. You will stumble some. Sometimes you will even face plant, but you can’t stay down in the dirt so you must pick yourself up. You realize that with each step you are closer to where you are supposed to be even if you aren’t sure where that will be yet. Eventually you will find your way even if it is not the original trail you expected to follow.

This may or may not be (ok yes it is) my run today on the trails, but as I was doing all of these things I thought about how this really how we live our lives. We never know what is coming. We often have to change our plans. There are stumbles with bruises, but the only choice is to keep moving forward. Looking back is only good to see how far you’ve come and eventually you get right where you are meant to be.

Often where we end up is not where we think that we would be, but that is the beauty of the adventure. Sometimes the adventure is not one we would pick, but we are that much stronger when we come out the other side.

So here’s to coming out the other side.

I’m Not Unpacking

You already know the whole Natpara thing has thrown me for a loop. It’s to be expected, but I’ve got literally a week of it left so I might as well make the best of it. It’s hard though when you see posts of people in your hypopara support groups already suffering with the effects of coming off of it and some already in the ER. It’s no joke.

What I keep thinking of though is that prior to Natpara I was lucky enough not to have visited an ER. So chances are pretty good that I won’t now either. At least that’s what I keep telling myself because you just never know because now it’s not just the hypopara but body adjusting to not having Natpara. I’m hopefully optimistic especially because I am also lucky enough to have a doctor not just well versed in Hypopara but also in Natpara. I trust her judgement and the instructions she gives to make this as smooth as possible. It will be a balancing act. Not too low. Not too high which is just as bad. We are looking for just right. Fingers crossed.

So yeah, I admit that I’m nervous. I think that I might be a fool if I wasn’t. But since the medicine is no longer available, I’ve got no choice expect to face it head on with as positive an outlook as I can.

Now Lastly I will admit that I’ve also been thinking about how NYC Marathon is in 8 weeks. Training has been going good in my opinion. I’ve been for the most part following my plan. I’ve been getting out the door. Doing what needs to be done to be able to cover the distance. I have not been concerned with paces as that has never been part of the goal. That being said paces have been better than I have expected. Part of me was starting to think that I might actually have a 5:15-5:30 marathon in me.

Well that’s out the door.

I have been experiencing a little tiny pity party these last few day. Not getting in one run since the news came out. Part of me is like…. why bother? A What will it matter pity party.

So it’s time to dust off the stink of the pity party. The Party is over and I refuse to unpack here, because I don’t know what is coming anyway. Besides I was never doing this marathon for me, but for Sandy Hook Promise anyway. So be what may, I will do what I can. At any pace that I can. Smart and safe as I can (don’t worry Mom). I will do this any way that I can, but I will do it.

So with that being said…. It’s time to run again.

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Behind the Curtain

We all like to put our best foot forward. We all like to have a view of ourselves we present to the outside world. Sometimes the presentation is real and sometimes it’s not. I admit that if you randomly stop by my house, often you will find it in chaos, but if I know you are coming it will have the presentation of being in order. This is why when some people scroll through Facebook, they may get depressed because everyone looks like they have a perfect life, but if you look behind the curtain….

That perfect family vacation picture a friend posted…. You might not see all the yelling it took to get everyone to stand still and smile.

That perfect dinner a friend posted….. You might not see the night that dinner was thrown out and they had to order out

That perfect marriage your friend always boasts about….. Well who knows.

Perfect lives are never perfect.

A Hypopara friend said this about me in our support group the other day…

I have to say this as someone who has followed your journey, I am so impressed by you! You recently started Natpara and was doing better on your runs and now things are changing again (hopefully temporarily,) the way you are handling it all (don’t know if you feel the same on the inside,) but on the outside it has been source of strength for me. *Hugs* my friend!

Like everyone in our small Hypopara community on Natpara, this came out of left field. We were all rocked. The morning before the news was released I literally uttered the words about Natpara, “I can’t go back.”

Well now I have no choice. Maybe it’s temporary. Maybe it’s not, but either way; It is what it is. What it is is sucky. For some it may lead to hospital stays, Calcuim crashes, and a host of things. I admit that I am angry. I am frustrated by lack of info. I am scared. Survey any Hypopara patient and I would bet that our number one fear is Calcuim crash. Second is probably Kidney damage.

I further admit that I am lucky. Even before starting Natpara I was able to do more than so many could. Don’t get me wrong it took it’s toll and I often told my family that I made it look easy to them; but it was pretty damn hard to get through the day. I fear going back to feeling that way. I fear the side effects of low calcium, hurting my kidneys, and not feeling like me again.

But these are the breaks. These are the cards being dealt me today (although I do have one week of Natpara). I learned a long, long, long time ago that in life there is much out of our control. Yes, you can get mad. You can get frustrated. You can be sad. What you can’t do is not deal with the reality that is before you. When you don’t that is when you will have problems.

So this next week, I will continue to touch base with my doctor. I will stock up on my meds. I will figure out how and when to take 2,500 mg of Calcuim and 100 mg Calcitrol during the day because your body can only absorb 500 mg at a time. Plus I can’t take it near my thyroid meds which I was already having issues with. I will plan. I will plot. I will fill up my pill box and I will adjust.

Meanwhile I still am planning to run a marathon. That will be for tomorrow’s post…….

Curve Ball

For those who have been here a while, you know my struggles with my Hypoparathyroidism. You know how going on my daily injection of Natpara has been a life saver. It was all coming together. I even made it back to the trails.

Then life throws a fast, hard, curve ball.

Natpara is being recalled.

Out of nowhere. My Natpara community is collectively freaking out. Righthly so. Apparently according to the press release “When the septum is repeatedly punctured, it is possible that small rubber fragments may detach into the cartridge.” Sounds like it might be a problem but what could a little rubber hurt.

Danger Will Robertson. Danger.

The bigger danger is now that this medicine which has given me me back will no longer be available. Then the bigger danger is when you come off this medicine, you have to substantially increase your pre Natpara dosage of Calcitrol and Calcium. I hope my kidneys don’t mind. I hope my levels stable quickly.

Good Times

Good Times

As I said to my husband, I guess I’m back to my daily naps, fatigue, leg cramps, muscle spasms and all the other fun side effects that Natpara helped with. And you know you are a marathon runner, when you also think, “Well crap, there goes my marathon finish time. ” And no I wasn’t training for a PR, but I was hoping for a decent time while enjoying the day. I hope I can continue to train as I have been because it’s been pretty good.

So one step forward. Two Steps back. Coming off this (or any) medicine is no joke. I’ve got to follow doctors orders. I’ve got to be smart about it. Go back to being a world class guesser as the only way to know if your calcium is low is through blood work. They really need to come up with a finger prick like a diabetic.

So while training has been going good and I will continue to do what I need to do, it might not all be as pretty as I hope it will be. I’m hoping that my friends will still run the trails with me because after this setback I think I need them more than before.

Life is not garaunteed and it is filled with ups and downs. My roller coaster ride is just on a bit of a rickety part of the track and maybe the downhill won’t be as bad as I think. Either way, I’ve got my seatbelt on and I’m ready for the ride. It’s the only way to live… Hands in the air and just enjoying the ride.

So I need to process this. I need to deal with this. I need to accept this. I need to call pharmacy and fill some scripts. For all my…. I can’t go back talk. I guess I’m going back.

Restores the Soul

It’s funny how often in life as the saying goes, you don’t know what you have till it’s gone. It’s more than a silly cliché. It’s factual. Think of the people you know who….

Haven’t appreciated a spouce till after getting a divorce.

Didn’t truly appreciate a friendship until it’s too late.

Didn’t appreciate health until a diagnosis

Even the old…. Didn’t appreciate your youth until your too old.

All of these things and so much more is sadly true. Although sadly I think it might just be human nature that makes us this way. If your lucky though, you learn from each loss and appreciate the here and now. It’s a challenge though because it is so easy to fall into the trap again and again. This is why it is best to remind yourself to have a grateful heart. It’s not always easy to keep, but when you manage to do so life is so much better.

Today I did something that I have wanted to do for a long time. I hit the trails for a long run. I had wanted to do it last week after I saw my old running cohort post about meeting people for a trail run. I actually planned to surprise her, but it wasn’t in the cards. It was an “off” day for me and pushing to do the trails even if I had managed to make it off the couch would not have been good. And to be honest, I didn’t even make it off the couch that day. Unless you count when I went out to dinner that night. I guess we can count that and I am grateful that I did not need to worry about cooking dinner on that off day.

I’ll be honest, it took me a few days to get back to the swing of it all. Once I did, I really wanted to get to the trails. I used to run them all the time and can’t even remember the last time I made it to them. It’s been a while. Partly because it does require more time to run the trails. Partly because I wasn’t sure I was up for the trails. And partly because I’ve been nervous about hitting the trails again.

Today was the day to get out there. Weather was perfect. Been feeling good. Really was no excuse not to do it.

So I did.

When I pulled into the parking lot, I saw some of my Moms Run This Town Mamas getting ready to go out for their own trail run. It was nice to get a hug from them and see their smiling faces. I knew that I would not be at their pace, but I also knew that I really needed to do this on my own……

A friend texted me during the run asking how it was going. I texted back the first thing that came to mind.

It Restores the Soul

Truth. Running the trails again…… Something that I used to do all the time without a thought……. It was like taking back something that I felt was lost. I used to go out for training runs without a care. Now there is planning. When to take the Natpara. Do I take calcium before, during or after the run? How do I feel? It’s not just about grabbing some fuel, filling water bottles and going. I realize that one of the things that has kept me off the trails was fear. Fear of getting wonky on a run. Fear of not being able to do it. All kinds of crazy and some not so crazy fears, but if you let fear stop you from doing what you love then fear wins.

So while today’s run was not fast. While I acted like a tourist stopping to take pictures…… While I enjoyed the beauty of the trails….. While I soaked it all in……. While I just went out and did what I set out to do…… I had a heart of gratitude.

It Restores the Soul…..

I am so lucky for so many reasons. As I said in a Facebook post today, while the trail may be rocky; it is not impossible.

Things are only impossible if you let fear win. Fear did not win today and it has shown me that as always, it is a damn liar. So while I am still sore….. While I am tired…… While it was not easy…… It was also not hard and it was certainly not impossible.

I will be back and it’s nice to know while I was out running the trails alone today that I had support all along the way and I’ve also got some people who will make sure that next time I have company.

Trails and Friends…. Perfect together.

I’m Ok, Are you?

I admit that I have not yet seen Brittney Runs a Marathon…. YET!

I admit that I love the trailer! I can’t wait to see it and am planning a girls night out with my Moms Run This Town Running friends. Runners LOVE, LOVE, LOVE running stories…. We love to watch them. We love to read about them. We love to tell them. I can’t wait for this movie.

It looks very cute to me. Maybe a little bit like your typical rom com type movie, but with a running twist. Since I love running stories and also rom com’s this seems like a win win situation. I must also admit that per the trailer it reminds me a bit of me. I still remember after turning 40 when I told my husband that I was going to sign up for a Sprint Triathlon after not doing any type of exercise for years and his response was….. “Well maybe you should get off the couch first” but in a loving way. Besides it’s all good and they don’t call the program I used the Couch to 5K for nothing.

Anyway,   very excited about this movie and then I read a Runner’s World article (What ‘Brittany Runs a Marathon’ Gets Wrong About Running While Fat)…..

Hmmmm…..

I’ve been dealing with this since I started running.   I started running to get back into shape.   To take my life back after birthing 3 babies.    When I started my youngest was in Kindergarten and I claimed it the Year of Me.   And while I did get into shape, I did not necessarily look like I got into shape.    I did initially loose weight, but after my thyroid surgery I gained 20 pounds.   It is what it is.

I am healthier  (not counting the whole Hypopara thing)

I am more fit.

I no longer get winded going up the stairs.

I have more endurance (remember I was able to run a 50K running for 7 hours)

Yet……

With all of this every year when I go to my doctors for my annual physical, she looks at the numbers.

Cholesteral – Really good

Blood Pressure – Awesome

Health Questionare – great answers

Weight – What the Hell

I switched doctors once after my previous one told me that “a women your age, should have small breakfast, salad for lunch, and a protein shake for dinner since metablalism slows as you age.” Yeah, I get that whole metabolism thing stopping, but No thank you. Besides, it’s really hard to train for a marathon if you are not properly fueling.

My current doctor at least looks at the whole picture. She knows the numbers don’t tell the full story. Plus my weight minus the bump after my surgery has pretty much remained stable. On top of that…. Have you seen has muscular my legs are? lol

Told you:)

Here is the thing…. Would I like the number on the scale to be lower?   Sure.   I’m not going to lie.    Does that mean I am unhappy with myself?   Not really.    I don’t let my weight define me.   It is what it is and I’m ok with that.   If I wasn’t, I would do something about it.   So what I would say running has done for me is to give me the confidence to know (for me at least) size doesn’t matter.    And for anyone who will judge me personally, professionally, or in my running by my size……

Well they probably aren’t someone I would be hanging out with anyway

Often times the struggle in life comes from not knowing who you are. Knowing what you can be versus what you want to be. Like the little kitten who thinks that he is a lion. Yes, he may have the heart of a lion, but that does not mean that he has the body on one. There are some things that one must accept.

Often in life, our struggles come from reality versus expectations. Some realities with dedication and hard work can change. Then there are times that no matter what you do, how hard you work, or what you are willing to change that reality can not. Often that is where the battle comes in. Where disappointments come in.

Some may have the heart and soul of an elite marathon runner. That does not make it so. That being said, that does not mean that you can not become the best version of you at a given point in your life. Trying to live where you are not at a point in time will put you in constant battle with yourself. If you can accept that reality as it is and not how you want it to be, than you can not only enjoy the process but be happy with it too. Again, easier said than done. This holds true for much of our lives.

I will admit that I do not have the dedication or will to be an elite athlete even if I had the body which I clearly do not. I like to sleep in too much and maybe ice cream more than I should. That being said, I do have a drive to be more than I am. The reality though is that I am now a (ahem) middle aged runner with Hypoparathyroidism who can never compete with the image in her head of how things should be or where I was prior to surgery. The beauty is that doesn’t stop me from trying to be more.

So off I went plugging away. Getting my runs in. Doing what needs to be done. Going about my business. Going out for my longest run this training cycle. 10 miles. I didn’t know if I could do it. I reminded myself of my last post where I clearly said that what you do without the fanfare is more important than when you have it. I also reminded myself to stay true to the training. So I went out thinking no matter what I would just get the run in. My plan actually called for 9, but mentally I needed the 10. So I went out and just plugged away.

Just keep running. Just keep running. Running, running, running.

You know what? I did it. I finished the run. I felt good about it. I felt like I could have kept going. Although I was very happy to be done. It was hard, but it was not impossible. Sometimes you don’t need to be the lion, you just need to be the kitten that is not willing to give up.

Here’s the thing too…… Sometimes though it’s ok for the Kitten to know that maybe it’s not her time to be the lion. Sometimes we need to step back because as fierce as we are, sometimes life has other plans for us and that’s ok too. Every battle does not need to be fought. Sometimes it’s ok to find a new path. Often it is the acceptance of that new path even if it’s just a temporary one is what makes you as fierce as a lion.

The world is filled with people getting shit done. Doing what needs to be done to get through the day. Most you might walk past and not even realize the struggle it may have taken them to get from point A to point B. This is why one of my favorite expressions is “Be Kind” because you never know what someone is struggling with…. be it depression, be it an injury, be it giving up a dream, struggles at home, or maybe they are just having a bad day.

So be the lion. Be the kitten. Be you. Most of all… just be kind.