December 2009. I can still remember how far the finish line seemed, the random cheerleader, so to speak, who was cheering me on at mile 19, the emotion when the official reached for the medal and yelled, “204, are you Janay Robinson”...”Yes!!” I yelled back at her. All of my preparation from months of hard work, bruised toe nails, sweat and tears was just made “worth it.” The mental grit I needed to finish, the voices that tried to talk me out of it, the voice that kept me going. This was the year I needed this grit most...I came home to my last 7 months in California as slowly, everything in my life slipped through my hands. Little did I know on this day that in less than a year I would move to a different state, leave my church and my friends and family to start a brand new life there. Happily, I can say it has worked out for the best. I am supported, loved, sheltered and cared for. I have learned to sit in the eye of the storm as the clouds move by and allow the unfolding of life. It’s never perfect or how I imagine. I still get torn up about things. I still have Christ as my stable foundation and that relationship has allowed me to stand tall and take the next step. Not sure who needed to hear this story today. My life has definitely not been easy or smooth sailing. I still have doubts, I still hear the inner critic. My grit and my Savior keep me going. The experience of becoming a Marathoner changed my life. My perspective of hard things changed. Just keep going. Find the soft. Find the ease. Find the peace. Cherish it.