What’s this? Two posts in a row? This could only mean one thing: I am a human being again. No more Tasmanian Devil.
Not that I’ve been mad, just crazy busy going from one event/school thingy/project/race to the next.
And so, welcome back to Better Than the Alternative Tuesdays where we decided that, despite all the crap each of us deals with on a regular basis, it’s still way better than the alternative.
Have you ever had to just Hang In there? Ugh. It’s the worst. Your current situation sucks and there’s absolutely nothing to do about it so you just have to Hang In there and wait for the tide to turn.
I’ve been there. Lots. And lots.
In school, during races, after surgery, in my rotation, while I was sick, in…LIFE. “Just Hang In There” is basically the title of my autobiography.
Abby Bales: Hang In There
An Autobiography of a Gal Who Spent a Lot of Time On a Ledge.
I’m a do-er. There’s nothing that infuriates me more than to “just Hang In there” or “wait and see”. There is a deep feeling of desperation in those moments that is impossible to articulate to one who has not been there. It’s a very dark place.
You know what has always happened when I actually did Hang In there? I survived. I came out the other side. I breathed a huge sigh of relief and explored a more positive feeling: gratitude.
That feeling of gratitude tends to stick around for quite a while. Gratitude and strength for Hanging In and not giving up, not giving in, not collapsing into myself in a heap on my living room floor.
Well, not every day.
I feel stronger for having endured really tough situations. Not so strong that I go out looking for trouble, but strong enough to know I could do it again (and again) if I have to (and I have).
I’ll take having to Hang In there for a while knowing that, eventually, it will make me stronger. Eventually.
And that is way Better than the Alternative.
Now go out and run.