So I was watching some college football on Saturday afternoon – UCS vs Arizona State. Don’t hang up on me yet, all you football haters. This is not actually a blog about football at all. I’m just setting the stage. Stick with me, here.
At some point during the broadcast, the commentators made mention of how Pete Carroll, USC’s coach, had recently been called upon to speak at the military’s Conference on Small Unit Excellence. They talked about one thing Pete Carroll said at this conference and it’s been stuck in my head ever since.
He asked all those in this the large gathering who had a personal philosophy to raise their hands. About half the group did. Then he asked how many of those could state their personal philosophy in 25 words or less. Only a small handful of people kept their hands up.
Honestly, I would not have been one of the handful. I know my coaching philosophy, from my years spent coaching soccer. I know my workout philosophy. But my life philosophy . . .? Hmmm. I know I have plenty of thoughts on the subject. I could, no doubt, ramble of for hours about it. But I can’t give it to you in 25 words or less.
I’ll tell you one thing I do know though. I know my word! I know the one word that I want most to summarize me, who I am, how I live, my personality and character. I could fire off 20 words that I want to describe me, but there is one that rises above them all.
STRONG!
That is the one that matters the most to me, for my life. I want to be strong in body, mind, and spirit, in my decisions, in my direction. It’s my biggest motivation – to be strong. It’s the one word I would hope comes to mind when people speak of or think of me. “Rachel? Yeah she’s one strong woman!”
That one word, that idea, is what motivates in my workouts and makes me push myself way past my comfort level. I want to be physically strong and able. I want a strong body, all the way around – heart, lungs, bones and so on. I want to be emotionally strong. I want to have strong ideals and character. I want to be strong in my convictions. I want strong relationships. You get the idea.
I never want to be a weak person – one who quits, gives up, does only what comes easily, takes the easy path, goes along with the flow because it’s easy, or doesn’t know who they are because they are too afraid. I will not be one who can’t handle obstacles, opposition or challenges, who can’t stand up and be different. I don’t ever want to be a whiner, a complainer, a . . . wuss. Not me! I want to be strong, strong, strong. Often that’s my one-word mantra. I say it when I workout, when I run, when I don’t feel like doing something.

What’s your word? The one you want to summarize you and the way you live your life? Is that the word most who know you would pick as your word? Is it what you see in yourself each day?
I do things every day that make me feel strong. Things that make me feel powerful, able, competent, and ready to take on anything.
What are you doing? Pick your one word. Then do things everyday that make you feel that way, that embody that word. In the meantime, I’ll be working on my personal philosophy and getting it down to 25 words.



She’s got her group of workout buddies who get together at the crack of dawn to do my Weekly Online Workouts. But that’s not all. She is always finding ways to support and get support from others along this fitness journey. Today she sent an email out with this idea:



Our mighty hero crumbled to the ground in pain. At first, she thought the toe was just sprained. Then, after the pain continued to grow over the next 15 minute, she realized she had actually broken her big toe. It got nice and swollen, turned black, blue and purple, and hurt like a you-know-what!
She found that by buddy-taping the toe she could run a bit after the first week. She kept her distances shorter, pushed off the ball of her foot instead of her toe and took breaks when the pain got bad.



The battle with the Beast began on Sunday night – hours before the actual meeting. It was intimidation time. The Beast was trying to psyche my out – messing with my thinking, trying to scare me off with thoughts. I remembered this 







