Wednesdays are Love Letters to my Husband days…
To my darling Husband,
I love the fact that you have no fear. You inspire me. When you did the Iron Man in 2007, you worked out an action plan, you achieved your goals, you worked so hard. When you put your mind to something – you just do it. No matter how big or how small…
What do I do?
I talk myself out of doing whatever it is that I wanted to do. I allow fear and doubt to creep in, and before I know it, I’m feeling too anxious to do it. It’s not that physically I couldn’t do the Iron Man; or run a half marathon, or something like that… I am quite sure that if I trained properly, I probably could very well do it. But, mentally? No, I would allow fear and anxiety to hold me back.
- Would I cope?
- Would I have a panic attack?
- What if I fall?
- What if I don’t eat?
- Yada, yada, yada…
And that is where you inspire me.
You don’t allow anything to hold you back.
If there is something you want to do, you plan and work out and you get it done. I am so very, very proud of you and all that you have accomplished in your sport, in work and in life in general.
I love that you don’t allow anything to hold you back.
I love that you are strong mentally, and cope with whatever it is you need to do. I love that you don’t know fear – or more accurately, you don’t allow yourself to know fear.
Thank you for being such an inspiration to me.
I love you.