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My Life My Culture
My Life; My Culture. Beep. Beep. Beep. I open up my eyes and see my phone lighting up my dark room. I read the time; 5:00AM….. Ten more minutes; nope I need to get up; nope I have to get up. As I sit on the side of my bed with my feet dangling over the side I think why do I do this every morning. As I stumble over to the light switch in an almost drunken appearing state, stubbing my toe on everything along the way. I click on the light then think, why do I do this every morning. I get dressed. Put my hair in a French braid. Put on my running shoes and retrieve my phone. As I walk out the door I say good morning to my mom as she’s drinking her coffee. The cold frigid air hits me like an ice cold wave. I’m off.
As I run I think to myself left right, left right, left right. As I approach the closest intersection I stop. No cars. I continue on my route till I hit QU campus then I turn back. By this time I’m holding my sides, gasping, and wondering…why the hell are you running in this weather? The street signs are my motivators. I see 18th street, 17th, and then 16th. Finally I reach the block of 13th and Oak, ahhhhhh the homestead. As I approach my mom is heading out the door, as she passes she says something along the lines of “you’re crazy Bell” or “up at the crack of dawn I see” and I reply with a genuine smile . I’m home, I stand on the porch and enjoy the cold crisp air on my warm body; it sooths the burn in my side too.
Once inside I jump in the shower. I reflect. Why do I do this every day, for the burning muscles? No. For the fresh air? No. To wake up? Ah kind of I guess. Then it occurs to me it’s never been about the cardio, the fresh air, or even to wake myself up in the morning. Why I drag myself out of bed at 5AM, why I run 12 blocks, or why I do this every day. 3 words came into my mind like a sudden epiphany; determination, discipline, and confidence. I know why I do my hectic routine I just need a little reminder sometimes. This routine is a big
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