Happy Monday, ladies! I’d like to start the week with a little P.S.A. about kindness, and a story about a courageous runner whom I have been thinking about over the weekend.
One of my facebook friends, a former co-worker of mine, is a semi-pro track athlete. I observed her working incredibly hard this fall and winter to crowdsource a training fund to support her efforts for the upcoming season. I proudly watch videos of her, racing in pursuit of her goal of making the Canadian Olympic team for Rio 2016, and think “it’s so cool to have known her!” So my heart broke a little for her last week when she posted that her season of racing has come to a close, due to a fall resulting in a broken arm. I know how upset I have been to lose running time to injuries; I can only imagine how much more upsetting it must be when running is your livelihood. But, the most real sadness and anger came when I found out HOW she had broken her arm.
In a shocking facebook post a few days later, this incredibly brave woman revealed to her friends and fans that she had been in an abusive relationship for the past few months. This abuse culminated in her being pushed down the stairs by the man who claimed to love her, and resulted in a broken arm and the end of her season.
“…Excuse me…WHAT?!” I thought. I have sacrificed races and runs to injuries sustained as a result of laziness and poor training, the misfortune of a car accident, the unlucky breaks of extreme weather…and I can accept all of those. But I have NEVER lost a run, a race, an athletic pursuit, or a day in my life at the hands of another person who hurt me on purpose. I cannot even begin to comprehend how that must feel. I know that I feel so SO sad for her, so SO angry at him, a person who I have never even met, and so SO shell-shocked that any human being can treat another this way.
I know it happens every day. I know that the statistically, 50% of women in Canada have experienced at least one incident of physical or sexual violence since the age of 16. So, I must know a boatload of women who have been subjected to something like this…but I don’t REALLY know, since they have never spoken out or spoken to me about it. I feel very humbled and grateful that this friend was courageous enough to share her story for all to hear and learn from, and I feel very proud of humanity when I see the kindness that she has received in return for doing this. Women are proclaiming her a hero for speaking out; men are lining up to protect her and prove that there are good and gentle men out there in the world.
So on this Monday, “May the 4th be with you”…and maybe “the force” today refers to courageousness and kindness for all. Please be courageous enough to share your life, your stories, your learnings, and your failings with others, and kind enough to show the love to those who need it.
~ Princess Lindsey