Every time she came down from a box jump, she’d do a little dance in between steps. Beautiful and truly art…but really? Several of the women stared. A couple moaned. One even joked about pushing her off the box. Did I mention that she was right next to me? I was tempted to match her pace, but I didn’t. I could never sustain it.
Strike a chord with you? Come by and read the rest of the article in August’s edition of SIBYL Magazine: For the Spirit and Soul of Woman, written by women willing to expose their souls and share their personal journeys. I hope you find encouragement in my story, Set Your Own Pace, on page 28.
Are you struggling to keep pace with someone today?