In my book, Staring Down a Dream: A Mom, a Marathoner, a Mission, one of the characters is Aunt Phoebe. She is my inner judge.
I’ve had to do a lot of hard work over the years to recognize this voice. It's a relentless chatter that makes me feel terrible. Aunt Phoebe does not want me to grow or learn.
I’m learning not to listen to that voice. (It’s still work)
What voice are you choosing to listen to?
I’ve learned to pay more attention to my thought life. I will share more about this in my next book, Miles of Meaning: The JFK 50 Mile Footrace.
I can’t wait to share my story with you,
Julie
P.S. Target publication date: 10/7/2025
The Scale three digits consumed my days I’ll see that number and my life will change. I'm sure of it. I’ll be happy, fast, good enough at last! the number came my eyes were pleased— yet nothing changed How can this be? the number an illusion I had it all wrong. I must unlearn— If I want to be healthy, happy, and strong.
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Thank you for being here and allowing me the space in your inbox. Wishing you a beautiful Easter,
Julie
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