To the Wrong Do-ers

Dear People That Have Done Me Wrong,

Thank you for helping me get through my tough runs. Thank you for the anger that fuels me to run faster and farther.
Mind you I don't always dwell on the negative things when I run. Actually when I run I am normally thinking of my future. My future races, my future vacations, my son, and of course my amazing husband.
But on those off days when I am feeling frustrated, discouraged and down I use the anger and pain that you wrong-doers have given me and it makes me go. Its like a hundred shots of adrenaline entering my blood stream all from a single thought...truly amazing.
I do hold grudges, but only if something really angers me and never knew why I couldn't let them go. Now I understand...it's my fuel.
I no longer feel the pain in my legs or the or the ache in my back. I feel the wind from my swift pace and I feel sweat dripping off of me. As the sweat streams off of me so does the thought of you and your actions/words.
So thank you to those in my past that have fueled me. Thank you to those who didn't think I was good enough to stay committed to our relationship, I could go on to tell you truly amazing my husband is however I don't want you to get too jealous..oh wait you probably already are..as you should be.
Thank you to those who have sent me an email to inform me that you think I am a one-sided bad friend-you'll eventually figure things out and realize how rude and hurtful you were..and when you figure it out I might still be around to forgive you, but I doubt you would even be able to put yourself in my shoes and see it from my perspective. And yet I am the selfish one!
Thank you to those who were so green with envy and jealousy who made my life harder so that you could feel better about yourself...or try to at least...learn to love yourself and then you wont have to be such a bitch to others. Being happy in life is so much easier than being the girl hunched over her jack & coke being pissy at the world for no reason.
You all suck and for the most part the majority of you are gone from my life but your actions/words are still in my reserve tank. I use it only when needed...to kick ass on my run and run farther away from the thought of you.
At the end of my run, I am the happiest person in the world..and you are nothing but a stream of sweat that is wiped away and once again forgotten.

Sincerely,
The Girl Who Was Smart Enough to Run Away from You