When I’m running I think about my kids, my mom, my dad, and my besties. Sometimes though I have to just find the strength in me to get a run done. Last week I was in mile 11 of a 16 mile run (my longest to date). I was tired, out of water, and my knee was starting to hurt. I really wanted to just turn around and go home, but that would cut my 16 miles down to about 14.5. I was wavering on what to do until a bald eagle swooped down in front of me and landed in a nearby tree. I took a few minutes to stop and watch him as he watched me, and then I carried on and finished my 16 miles (16.66 to be exact–I was never good at directions).