Saturday, October 5, 2013

My Own Superhero

Sometimes I wish I had super powers. Which power or powers would I like, you ask? Ability to leap tall buildings, run as fast as a train (that'd be cool), see through everything except lead, strength of an Amazon, a lasso of truth, shoot webs and climb walls,. Then there's all the heroes that don't have powers but some very cool toys like Iron Man and Batman.
Every once in a while I get a glimpse of my inner superhero. Unfortunately I'm  usually asleep or just waking up. The other night I dreamt I was running. The weird part was it was around the parade field in Ft. Meade. I have often dream of Ft. Meade, my childhood home. That's another story for another day. I was running fast and light like a Kenyan.  Great dream.
Growing up as a bit of a tomboy  I could run, throw, climb, and fight like a boy. Those were the days. Running fast as you could and playing outside all day. I had to have a tough side, I had brothers and now sons. Then puberty hit and I soon discovered I had a secret power and everything went a bit whacky. Hormones will do that every single time.
Remember the movie Terminator 2 where Linda Hamilton was fanatical and had some kicking shoulders. One day I'd like shoulders and biceps like Linda's. Thank you, Linda Hamilton for the inspiration.
My friends also inspire me. T is crazy but so determined. She ran her first marathon last spring. Not only is she improving her times, she's placing in the top three of her age group. She's my running hero.
Now G inspires me in lots of ways. She's been a single mom dealing with life and has recently taken the plunge back into marriage. Her husband adores her and that makes him awesome in my book. When she first dating K she was training for a body building competition. Although she didn't do as well as she hoped I'm so proud of her. It takes a lot of self control and inner personal strength to accomplish such a goal. Imagine starting a relationship when your calories are counted and your extra time is spent lifting weights. And she wants to do it again. All this and she runs with me. G is really good at it. I wish I was half as good as she is at running. Then I'd be approaching awesome. Currently I'm still working on approaching my potential of awesomeness.