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From Family Stories to Fiction: Reimagining Mami Wata in the Tidewalker Series

One of the most rewarding parts of writing the Tidewalker series has been discovering how deeply stories, family history, and culture are connected.

As I continue working on Book Two, I have found myself returning to the stories I heard as a child about Mami Wata. Long before I began writing fiction, I remember listening to my aunt share tales about this mysterious water spirit. Like many stories passed down through generations, there was often an element of fear woven into them. Mami Wata was powerful, beautiful, unpredictable, and not always understood. Some stories portrayed her as a blessing, while others warned that she could bring misfortune.

One story in particular stayed with me for years. My aunt believed that Mami Wata had somehow cursed our family line. Whether she meant this literally or symbolically, I cannot say. What I do know is that many families carry stories like theseโ€”stories that attempt to explain hardship, loss, unusual gifts, or events that seem larger than life.

As an adult and as a writer, I have begun to view these stories differently.

Rather than seeing a curse, I find myself asking another question:

What if it was a calling?

That question became one of the inspirations behind the Tidewalker series.

The Real Mami Wata

Mami Wata is one of the most well-known spiritual figures throughout West and Central Africa. Her name is often translated as โ€œMother Water,โ€ and stories about her can be found across many cultures and countries. She is often depicted as a beautiful woman connected to rivers, oceans, wealth, healing, fertility, and spiritual power.

Like many ancient figures, Mami Wata is complex. She can represent both danger and blessing, temptation and transformation. Depending on the region and storyteller, her role changes. Some people view her as a protector. Others see her as a warning. Many traditions portray her as a bridge between the physical and spiritual worlds.

What fascinates me most is that Mami Wata is rarely simple. She exists in the space between certainty and mystery.

From Curse to Prophecy

As I developed the world of the Tidewalkers, I found myself moving away from the idea of a cursed bloodline.

Instead, I began imagining a family chosen for a purpose they did not fully understand.

In the story, Nโ€™Porehโ€™s family line is tied to an ancient prophecy that has been forgotten by most of the world. What many people interpret as misfortune, strangeness, or bad luck is actually the weight of a responsibility carried across generations.

The family is not being punished.

They are being prepared.

This shift changed everything for me.

A curse suggests hopelessness.

A prophecy suggests purpose.

A curse traps people in the past.

A prophecy calls them toward the future.

The more I thought about it, the more I realized this idea reflected something I have seen in real life. Families often inherit stories about what is wrong with them. We inherit narratives about failure, trauma, loss, or limitations. Yet sometimes those same experiences are preparing us to become something greater than we imagined.

A Personal Connection

While researching my own family history, I found myself thinking about my grandmother, Mโ€™Balu Sankoh, who was born in the Maforki region of Sierra Leone. I have spent time exploring the history of the area, learning about the Temne people, and tracing fragments of stories passed down through my family.

Like many people researching their ancestry, I have discovered that records often leave gaps. Names are forgotten. Villages change. Stories become fragmented over time.

Yet the stories remain.

Perhaps that is why storytelling matters so much.

Stories preserve what records cannot.

They carry memories, values, fears, hopes, and dreams across generations.

In many ways, the Tidewalker series has become my way of honoring those stories while imagining what might have been hidden between the lines.

Looking Ahead

As I continue writing Book Two, I am excited to explore the deeper connection between Nโ€™Poreh, Mami Wata, and the prophecy that binds both worlds together.

The story is becoming less about good versus evil and more about identity, destiny, sacrifice, and unity.

What if the things we fear most about our family history are not curses at all?

What if they are invitations?

What if the stories passed down through generations are not warnings about who we are destined to becomeโ€”but reminders of who we have always been?

That question continues to guide me as I write.

And perhaps it is the question at the heart of the Tidewalker series itself.

Authorโ€™s Note

The Tidewalker series is inspired by West African folklore, family stories, and my ongoing exploration of Sierra Leonean history and culture. While the story is fictional, many of its themesโ€”identity, belonging, ancestry, and healingโ€”are deeply personal. As I continue researching my familyโ€™s roots and writing Book Two, I find myself increasingly grateful for the storytellers who came before me and preserved pieces of history that might otherwise have been lost.

Gardening · Gardening

Garden Update: Some Wins, Some Lessons

This week in the garden has been a mix of encouragement and frustration. Some of my plants are thriving while others are clearly struggling, and honestly, I think the strange weather has a lot to do with it.

My spinach and okra have not been doing well at all. The spinach started bolting and looking stressed almost overnight, and the okra just seems unhappy no matter what I try. Between the random temperature swings, heavy rain, cooler nights, and sudden heat, I think the plants are having a hard time adjusting. Gardening really teaches patience because sometimes you can do everything โ€œrightโ€ and nature still has other plans.

Thankfully, not everything is struggling. The potatoes are making steady progress and the corn is finally starting to look strong and established. My tomatoes are filling out nicely, the peppers are slowly taking off, and the peanuts are doing much better than I expected. Seeing those little wins helps balance out the disappointment of losing or struggling with other crops.

One thing Iโ€™m learning this season is that every garden tells a story. Some plants thrive in certain conditions while others refuse to cooperate. Instead of looking at setbacks as failures, Iโ€™m trying to see them as lessons for the next season. I may end up restarting the okra in a different area with more heat, and Iโ€™ll probably wait until cooler temperatures return before trying another round of spinach.

Even with the challenges, I still enjoy walking through the garden every morning. Thereโ€™s something peaceful about watching things grow slowly over time. Progress may not always look perfect, but progress is still progress.

Whatโ€™s growing well in your garden right now?

Health & Fitness · Health & Fitness

Marine Corps Historic Half: Progress Over Perfection

Thereโ€™s something humbling about lining up at the starting line of the Marine Corps Historic Half knowing that the weather may test you just as much as the distance itself.

This yearโ€™s race was warmer than expected, and I knew early on that trying to force the pace I originally planned for would have probably ended badly. Instead of fighting my body, I listened to it. I adjusted my pace, focused on consistency, and reminded myself that endurance is just as much mental as it is physical.

And honestly? That decision paid off.

I finished the race more than 10 minutes faster than I did last year.

That improvement means a lot to me because it wasnโ€™t about suddenly becoming an elite runner overnight. It came from months of small decisions:

  • showing up even when I was tired,
  • training after long shifts,
  • learning how to recover properly,
  • and being willing to adapt instead of quitting.

Two things that genuinely helped me this training season were Strava and Runna. Strava helped me stay accountable and track my progress over time, while Runna gave me more structure and helped me train with intention instead of just running aimlessly.

One of the biggest lessons Iโ€™m learning as a runner is that every race day requires flexibility. You can train for months, but weather, stress, sleep, nutrition, and life itself will still influence performance. The goal is not perfection. The goal is learning how to adapt without giving up.

Some miles felt strong.
Some miles felt long.
Some hills still humbled me.

But I kept going.

Crossing that finish line reminded me how important it is to celebrate progress, even when the journey doesnโ€™t look flawless. Last yearโ€™s version of me would be proud of how far Iโ€™ve come physically and mentally.

Running has become more than exercise for me. It has become proof that growth happens slowly, quietly, and often long before anyone else can see it.

And this race reminded me that Iโ€™m stronger than I think.


What Helped Me Most This Training Cycle

  • Structured training plans
  • Slowing down on recovery days
  • Adjusting for weather conditions
  • Staying consistent instead of chasing perfection
  • Listening to my body instead of my ego
  • Fueling and hydrating better before long runs
  • Remembering that progress is still progress, even if the run doesnโ€™t feel โ€œperfectโ€

Final Thoughts

If youโ€™re training for a race right now, especially as a beginner or someone returning to running, give yourself grace.

Every mile counts.
Every slow run counts.
Every decision to keep showing up counts.

You do not have to run perfectly to grow.

And sometimes the biggest victory is simply becoming stronger than you were the year before.

Health & Fitness · Health & Fitness

Running Toward 65: Taking Control of My Health

This Isnโ€™t Just About Running

I got into running before the age of 10, and for a long time, it was just a part of who I was. Over the years, I stepped away from it more than onceโ€”sometimes because of injuries, and other times because life, especially motherhood, demanded more of me. Running slowly became something I used to doโ€ฆ instead of something I returned to. But as my children got older, I started to feel this quiet pull. Like something in me was asking me to come back to it. To lace up my shoes again. To reconnect with what once felt natural.

I was never the fastest runner, and honestly, that was never the point. I ran because it was something I could control.
Because it gave me space. Because, for a little while, the focus could just be on me and what I needed. Then everything shifted.

Two years ago, my mother passed away from a preventable medical condition at the age of 65. That loss changed how I look at my healthโ€”and my future. What made it even harder to ignore was the pattern. My maternal grandmother also passed away at 65. She was the youngest in her generation. Just like my mother. And just like me. That realization stayed with me. And I knew I didnโ€™t want that to be my story.

I want to outlive them both. I want something different. And the only way that happens is by taking control of my health. So, at the end of 2025, I made the decision to start running againโ€”consistently this time. Around Christmas, the idea came to me:

65 half marathons.

Not all at once, and not rushed, but over time and with intention, I plan to run at least two half marathons a yearโ€”knowing realistically I may need to average closer to three to reach my goal of 65 before my 65th birthday. This journey isnโ€™t about running for the sake of running; itโ€™s about making a decision and understanding that it will be challenging at times. Iโ€™m choosing to share this because I want to encourage anyone who finds themselves thinking about their mortality or facing health challenges. Life will always bring obstacles, but when we learn to look at them through a different lens, those same challenges can lead us to something meaningfulโ€”maybe even something joyful


Just Showing Up

These days, my routine is pretty simple. I follow my training plan on Runna, I lace up my shoes, and I go. Some days feel strong.
Some days feel slow. Some days, I donโ€™t feel like going at all. And on those days, Iโ€™ve learned something important. I donโ€™t have to be perfect. I just have to show up. And when my body needs rest? I take it. Because Iโ€™m not trying to burn out or get injured trying to prove something. Iโ€™m trying to build something that lasts.


Changing the Direction

At some point, this stopped being about โ€œjust getting in shape.โ€ It became something deeper. Health doesnโ€™t just happen. Itโ€™s built on the small decisions. In the habits we keep. In the moments we choose to show upโ€”even when we donโ€™t feel like it. Running has become one of those habits. Not because itโ€™s always easy. But because it creates spaceโ€”for clarity, for strength, and for something that feels like peace.


Finding Something I Didnโ€™t Expect

I didnโ€™t expect to enjoy this. Thatโ€™s probably the most surprising part. Running has given me a kind of stillness I didnโ€™t know I needed. Thereโ€™s something about being out there, moving forwardโ€”even when things feel heavyโ€”that shifts something mentally. It clears space. And in that space, Iโ€™ve found something that feels a lot like joy. Another part of this journey that I didnโ€™t expect was the sense of community. I joined two local running groups, and through them, Iโ€™ve met some really great peopleโ€”people who understand the effort it takes just to show up. On the days when my motivation is low, that sense of community makes a difference. It helps keep me accountable. It reminds me that Iโ€™m not doing this alone. And thatโ€™s something Iโ€™m truly grateful for.


Thinking About the Future

Iโ€™m in my early 40s now. And I think about the future a little differently. Iโ€™m not just thinking about getting through the day or the week. Iโ€™m thinking about being here long enoughโ€”and healthy enoughโ€”to really live. To show up for my children.
To be present in their lives. And maybe one day, to meet my grandchildren. That matters to me.


Learning to Listen

One thing running is teaching me is how to listen to my body. Don’t ignore pain. I learned that the hard way and was sidelined for several years. Running is going to hurt, and it is good to know which pain to take seriously and which one to listen to. Don’t push past everything; sometimes rest is exactly what you need. Because rest is part of the work, too, learning this concept has helped my running so much more than before. And choosing not to get injured? Thatโ€™s part of the discipline.


The Story Iโ€™m Writing Now

This isnโ€™t about being the fastest runner. Or having the perfect training schedule. Or doing everything right. This is about showing up for myself in a way I didnโ€™t before, about choosing health. About choosing longevity. About choosing something different. One run at a time. I have tried out different running apps over the years to help create a safe and realistic training schedule. I downloaded the Runna app in May of 2025, and I used it to train for the Blue and Gray Half Marathon in December 2025. I felt strong and ready for that. Sticking with the running schedule my team of trainers created really helped me feel strong and confident to complete that race.


Letโ€™s Talk

If youโ€™ve been thinking about taking control of your healthโ€ฆStart where you are. Start small- by either getting a gym membership, joining local fitness clubs in your area, and setting small goals that can be expanded as you grow on your health journey. It is not about perfection; it is about taking control of your health and learning about what works for you. Running works for me because it allows me to be out in nature. You donโ€™t need perfect timing or perfect conditions; there will never be a perfect time or season to take charge of your life and health. If you decide to start today, then go for it.

Health & Fitness · Health & Fitness

Back in Training: Lessons Iโ€™m learning the hard way.

Iโ€™m officially back in full training mode for the historic marine corps half marathon and let me tell youโ€ฆ Iโ€™ve already learned a few lessons the hard way.

This past week has been a mix of progress, setbacks, and a whole lot of reflection.

Lesson #1: Hydration Is Not Optional

A few days ago, Iโ€™m pretty sure I overlooked my hydration.

And my body made sure I paid for it.

I ended up violently throwing up and dealing with intense cold chills shortly after. It was honestly scaryโ€”and a clear reminder that hydration isnโ€™t something I can afford to play around with, especially while training at this level.

That experience alone forced me to slow down and reassess.

Lesson #2: Preparation Changes Everything

Yesterday, I went on a practice โ€œrace dayโ€ run.

This time, I came prepared.

I made hydration a priority beforehand, and I could feel the difference immediately. My energy was better, my body felt more stable, and I didnโ€™t hit that same wall.

I also had my music playlist readyโ€”and that helped more than I expected. It kept me from starting too fast and helped me stay in a steady rhythm with my pacing and breathing.

Sometimes itโ€™s the small things that make the biggest difference.

Lesson #3: The Wrong Gear Will Humble You Quickly

What I didnโ€™t account for?

My socks.

I wore the wrong pair, and by the time I finished my run and got home, I realized I had developed painful, bloody blisters.

That was another tough lesson.

Because no matter how mentally prepared you are, the wrong gear can completely throw you off.

Where I Am Now

Right now, Iโ€™m focused on figuring out how to properly treat these blisters while still staying on track with my training schedule.

Because stopping completely isnโ€™t the goalโ€”but pushing through pain the wrong way isnโ€™t smart either.

Itโ€™s about finding that balance.

Final Thoughts

If thereโ€™s one thing Iโ€™m learning in this season, itโ€™s this:

Preparation matters.

Listening to your body matters.

And every mistake is a lessonโ€”if youโ€™re willing to learn from it.

This journey isnโ€™t perfectโ€ฆ but Iโ€™m committed to it.

Book Club

Iโ€™m Not Behindโ€”My Life Is Just Full

Lately, Iโ€™ve been feeling like Iโ€™m falling behind.

Not because I donโ€™t have ideasโ€”but because I have too many.

My garden is growing, my recipe book is coming together, and somewhere in the middle of all of thatโ€ฆ my Tidewalker series is waiting for me. Book Two is still sitting in the early stages of editing, quietly asking for my attention.

And for a moment, I thought that meant I was failing.

That I wasnโ€™t focused enough.
That I needed to โ€œget it together.โ€
That I was somehow dropping the ball on something that matters to me.

But the truth isโ€ฆ Iโ€™m not behind.

My life is just full.

Full of things I prayed for.
Full of things I once only dreamed about having the courage to start.
Full of growthโ€”both the kind you can see, and the kind you canโ€™t.

Iโ€™m learning that not everything is meant to move forward at the same time.

Some seasons are for planting.
Some are for building.
Some are for resting.
And some are simply for living in what youโ€™ve already created.

Right now, my hands are in the soil. Iโ€™m learning, experimenting, and finding joy in growing something tangible. My kitchen has become a space of creativity again, where Iโ€™m building recipes that tell a story of their own.

And my writing?

Itโ€™s still there.

Waiting. Breathing. Becoming.

I havenโ€™t abandoned itโ€”Iโ€™m just not forcing it.

Because Iโ€™m starting to understand that forcing growth doesnโ€™t make it happen faster. It just makes it harder to enjoy.

The Tidewalker series deserves my full presence, my imagination, and my care. And when I return to it, I donโ€™t want to feel rushed or disconnectedโ€”I want to feel ready.

So instead of criticizing myself for not doing everything at once, Iโ€™m choosing something different.

Iโ€™m choosing to honor the season Iโ€™m in.

To trust that everything Iโ€™m building is still moving forwardโ€”even if itโ€™s not all happening at the same time.

To remind myself that progress doesnโ€™t always look like productivity.

Sometimes, it looks like tending to whatโ€™s right in front of you.

Sometimes, it looks like pausing without quitting.

And sometimesโ€ฆ it looks like giving yourself permission to simply be.

If youโ€™ve been feeling like youโ€™re behind lately, I want you to hear this:

Youโ€™re not behind either.

Your life might just be full too.

Health & Fitness · Health & Fitness

Closing the Year with Intention: A Reflection on 2025 and Whatโ€™s Coming in 2026

As the year comes to an end, Iโ€™ve been taking time to slow down, breathe, and look back at everything 2025 brought into my life โ€” the growth, the challenges, the small joys, and the big victories. This year has been a season of showing up for myself in deeper, more intentional ways. It has been a year of rediscovering my voice, nurturing my creativity, strengthening my body, and creating traditions that reflect who I am becoming.

I entered this year wanting stability and connection โ€” and Iโ€™m ending it feeling grounded, hopeful, and proud.

Here is a look back at the year through each of the four corners of this blog: health & fitness, reading, gardening, and recipes โ€” the spaces where so much of my growth took root.


๐Ÿ’ช Health & Fitness: A Year of Movement and Milestones

This year, I ran more races than I ever have before โ€” and I pushed myself farther than I knew I could go. From the Turkey Trot I ran with my daughter to the Blue and Gray Half Marathon, each finish line taught me something new about my resilience, discipline, and joy.

I set personal records. I found strength in early mornings and in quiet miles. I learned to trust my body again. And perhaps most importantly, I found confidence โ€” the kind that comes from showing up even when youโ€™re tired, overwhelmed, or unsure.

Running became a reflection of my healing: slow, steady, and deeply personal.


๐Ÿ“š Book Club: Choosing Courage, Creativity, and Connection

My book of the month, Year of Yes by Shonda Rhimes, could not have been more timely. Reading it reminded me to stretch, to take up space, and to lean into the opportunities that make me feel alive. Her voice pushed me to say โ€œyesโ€ to myself โ€” yes to rest, yes to creativity, yes to courage.

And that energy followed me straight into my writing.

Book Two of my Tidewalker series began taking shape in new and exciting ways. I made progress on Ezraโ€™s internal journey, deepened Grandmother Fatuโ€™s backstory, and built the tension between the two worlds in ways that feel richer and more purposeful.

This was also the year I became more consistent with my blog โ€” saying โ€œyesโ€ to sharing my voice, my journey, and my creativity with others.


๐ŸŒฑ Garden: Lessons from the Soil

My garden was one of my grounding spaces this year. From planting collards that ended up on our Thanksgiving table to experimenting with new vegetables and learning more about what my soil needs, gardening reminded me to slow down, stay patient, and trust the process.

Some plants thrived, some didnโ€™t, and all of it taught me something.

Next year, Iโ€™m excited to bring the garden back to life in the spring โ€” with new layouts, new crops, and a renewed appreciation for what grows when you nurture it with intention.


๐Ÿฝ๏ธ Recipes: A Year of Flavor, Culture, and Tradition

Cooking has always been a form of connection for me โ€” to my family, to my culture, and to my creativity. This year, I shared some of my favorite recipes, from sweet potato pie to sweet potato rolls (the only version my youngest gladly accepts!).

Food remains a place where tradition meets innovation in my home โ€” a way to honor my Sierra Leonean roots while creating new memories with my children.

In 2026, Iโ€™m planning to share more dishes inspired by Mama Africa, more home-baked favorites, and possibly a cultural cooking series that highlights flavors from across the continent.


โœจ Looking Ahead: Whatโ€™s Coming in 2026

As I step into the new year, Iโ€™m carrying a deep sense of clarity about what I want โ€” and what Iโ€™m ready to grow into.

Hereโ€™s a preview of whatโ€™s ahead:

๐Ÿ“˜ Book Two Release Timeline

Iโ€™ll be sharing more concrete updates early in the year, including sneak peeks, character insights, and details on when you can expect the next Tidewalker installment.

๐ŸŒฟ A New Garden Season

Iโ€™m already planning my spring planting: herbs, collards, vegetables, and maybe a few new experiments.

๐Ÿฒ New Recipes + A Cultural Cooking Series

2026 will bring new flavors to the blog โ€” including traditional dishes, West African favorites, and original recipes inspired by my roots.

๐Ÿ“ 2026 Blog Themes

Next year, Iโ€™ll continue rotating through Health & Fitness, Book Club, Gardening, and Recipes โ€” with a deeper commitment to consistency, reflection, and creativity.

โค๏ธ Personal Goals

Above all, 2026 will be a year of:

  • emotional wellness
  • rest
  • travel
  • continued healing
  • and choosing courage, both quietly and boldly

Thank You for Being Here

Ending this year with gratitude feels right. Thank you for reading, for showing up, and for taking this journey with me. Whether youโ€™re here for the recipes, the reflections, the stories, or the updates โ€” Iโ€™m truly grateful.

Hereโ€™s to a year of growth behind us, and a year of intention ahead.

See you in 2026. ๐ŸŒฟโœจ

Health & Fitness

๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ What I Learned Training for My First Half Marathon

When a former classmate convinced me to sign up for my first half marathon, I didnโ€™t exactly think it through. I only had about a month to prepare. I was cocky back then. I figured, โ€œIโ€™ll be fine.โ€ Spoiler alert: I wasnโ€™t. At least, not in the way I thought.


๐Ÿ… Race Day: The Wake-Up Call

Race day came, and I barely slept the night before. Still, I laced up my shoes and got my family out the door so they could cheer me on. My first half marathon was the Marine Corps Historic Half, and the energy at the start line was electric.

The first few miles felt amazingโ€”I actually believed I could finish in around 2 hours and 30 minutes. But then came the hills. Big ones. Hills I hadnโ€™t prepared for.

โ€œHospital Hill felt like Mount Everest after mile 10. I almost cried, but I kept moving.โ€

For those who have run the Historic Half, you already know that Hospital Hill is a monster. Trying to tackle it after 10 miles nearly broke me. I walked several times during that raceโ€”something I never planned on doing. By the end, I had lost a toenail. I could barely walk for days. I realized just how much I had underestimated what I signed up for.

And yetโ€”I finished. And that finish line changed me.


๐Ÿ’ก Lesson 1: Consistency Beats Confidence

My biggest mistake? Thinking confidence could replace training. I skipped workouts, ignored mileage, and assumed โ€œbeing young and fit enoughโ€ would carry me through. Hospital Hill proved otherwise. Consistency, not bravado, is what builds endurance.


๐Ÿ’ค Lesson 2: Rest Is Part of the Process

In my rush to train, I thought running hard every day would make me stronger. Instead, my legs were screaming by race week. Hospital Hill showed me that recovery is fuel. Rest isnโ€™t lazinessโ€”itโ€™s training.


๐Ÿฅ— Lesson 3: Nutrition Matters

By mile 9, I had nothing left in the tank. I hadnโ€™t fueled properly, and it showed. That race taught me that food isnโ€™t just fuelโ€”itโ€™s survival. Oatmeal, bananas, and water became my essentials for future runs.


๐Ÿง  Lesson 4: The Mental Game Is Everything

When my body wanted to quit, my mind had to take over.

โ€œAt mile 10, my legs were done. My mind had to run the race for me.โ€

Repeating mantras like โ€œone step at a timeโ€ helped me push up Hospital Hill. Running is as much mental as it is physical. Another mantra that kept me going was, “pain is weakness leaving the body”. Something I picked up from my Drill Sergeants back in the day. The body can do almost anything your mind wills it to.


๐Ÿ‘Ÿ Lesson 5: Gear Can Save You

Blisters, sore feet, and losing a toenail taught me the hard way that the right shoes and socks matter. Gear canโ€™t do the running for you, but it can make the journey bearable. Back then I wasn’t wise enough to know that your shoe size for running matters. I was naive about running shoes. I didn’t know that long-distance runners need to get their shoes 1/2 size larger than their regular everyday shoes. I learned that lesson the hard way and I had to learn it again…apparently I didn’t learn it well enough the first time.


๐ŸŽ‰ Lesson 6: Celebrate the Finishโ€”Even If Itโ€™s Messy

By the time I crossed the finish line, I wasnโ€™t runningโ€”I was surviving. But I finished. That medal means more to me than any โ€œperfectโ€ run ever could. One of my favorite memories from that race is the picture I took with my family at the finish line. I also remember thinking that I wanted to run that race again immediately after I crossed the finish line. I can’t explain it but most long distance runners will tell you that.


โœจ Final Thoughts

My first half marathon humbled me, but it also transformed me. I went in overconfident. I was under-prepared. I came out with a new respect for the distance, for training, and for myself.

If youโ€™re thinking about running your first half marathon, hereโ€™s my advice:

  • Train smart.
  • Give yourself time.
  • Respect the distance.

And if your race doesnโ€™t go perfectly? Celebrate anyway. Every finish line is a victory.


๐Ÿ’ฌ Your Turn: Have you ever jumped into a challenge unprepared? Drop your story in the commentsโ€”Iโ€™d love to cheer you on!

Health & Fitness

Born to Run? Maybe Not. But I Chose To.

Running never came naturally to me. I wasnโ€™t the fastest or the strongest. From the moment I stepped onto that dusty field in Sierra Leone as a kid, I felt inspired. I knew I wanted to run. What started as a way to follow in my siblingsโ€™ footsteps became a personal journey. It has taken me across continents and through setbacks. It has led me toward a deeper understanding of who I am.

Some people are born with a natural talent for certain things. Others have to work hard to excel at whatever they choose to pursue.

I fall into the latter group. Running has always been a part of my life, but it’s something Iโ€™ve had to work at consistently. My earliest memory of running goes back to grade school in Sierra Leone.

I believe I was in second grade. Back then, we had a huge event called Field Day. It was more than just a school event. It brought together the entire town. It felt almost like a mini Olympics. Students were divided into four teams, each represented by a different color. We trained for various track and field events leading up to the big day.

This is a great race to raise funds for Veterans.

I was on the same team as my older brother and sister. I was thrilled to compete alongside them. I was clearly one of the slowest kids on the team, but that didnโ€™t dampen my excitement.

I donโ€™t remember which team won that year. I do remember falling in love with the feeling of pushing myself. My brother and sister were standout runners, and I wanted to be just like them.

From that point on, I became my brotherโ€™s shadow. He was my hero. I watched him train with his friends and thought, I can do that tooโ€”if I put in the work.

Over the years, running became more than a hobbyโ€”it became a passion. Not sprinting or track events, though. My love is long-distance, cross-country running. I was never fast, and Iโ€™m still not, but thatโ€™s okay. What matters most to me is endurance and connection.

Long-distance running helps me feel connectedโ€”to nature, to myself, and to my limits. It challenges me in ways nothing else has.

I moved to the United States in 1993. By 1996, I had joined my high schoolโ€™s cross-country team. In college, I pushed to help form a cross-country program. Later, my love for running helped me thrive during my time in the military.

I PR on this race!

Iโ€™ve had my fair share of physical setbacks. These include injuries, a surgery to repair torn tendons and ligaments, and bursitis in my hip. I’ve also had plenty of physical therapy. None of it has taken away my love for running. I continue to work at it because running is a part of who I am. I always feel most alive during and after a run.

Are you just as obsessed with running? If so, when did you get hookedโ€”and what keeps you going?

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