In 2012 I journaled daily through my divorce, leaving the Mormon Religion, being a Single Mom, becoming a Marathoner and eventually an Ironman Athlete. This story will be delivered in parts and not really edited down from the original writings in my journal (including some typos and grammar misalignment). I do this to uphold the integrity of the Woman I was when I wrote these, long before I knew this would end up as a full book and even though my writing has evolved in the decade since I wrote these pieces. They read in present day time from a decade ago. These are stories of hope, miracles and never giving up on your dreams. It is a heroine’s journey of shame, secrets and ultimate seclusion to the Finish Line of Ironman Arizona....and then beyond. An Outward Journey to an Inward Destination of Freedom and Liberation, Iron Strong.
Words of Wisdom before Race Day...
These are words of wisdom from friends and fellow athletes that I received the weeks leading up to Ironman.
Don’t overdo it.
Everything will come together…Trust.
You can’t do anything more in the final two weeks. Trust your Training.
Don’t kill off your body the weeks leading up.
Trust the Taper.
Believe in yourself.
You have already won.
And if you ever doubt your children are listening and watching…10 days before Ironman my oldest son said to my youngest son when he was struggling with a task….
”Johnsons never say never and we don’t give up”
A phrase I had said to myself maybe 100 times during my training. They heard. They had been watching the process. They see what it takes to dream big.
Never say never. Don’t give up.