What keeps me going...

Well, it has been a long few weeks. So many things have happened personally that have made me want to quit. That little voice in my head says maybe I am not spending enough time with my family or enough time cooking and cleaning. Yet I keep going...

I am in the middle of my training for the half. It seems like I have been training forever, but on the other hand, it seems like I don't have enough time left. Yet I keep going...

I do it because I can. I do it because I need to. I do it to accomplish goals that seem too huge in the beginning. I do it because I want to. But honestly, what keeps me going some days is the fear of sucking. I need to know that I gave it everything I have. I will finish regardless if I have to walk, crawl, or roll. So I keep going...