Mary Eggers

Date archives January 2018



Thank you for your kindness and especially for allowing me to open the dialogue in my last post. If I broke my arm, it would be easier to share, and in most cases more readily accepted. But not a broken soul. I am here to promise you that there is help out there, and if you look hard enough, there are people who care. I have only struggled with this a few times in my life. I am fortunate it didn’t last long and that by reaching out, I was able to find my way out of it. I hope it’s that doable for me every time it shows up.

For many others, it isn’t that simple. I want to have a three-step process to help you, but I don’t. But know this, while I can’t fix it, you aren’t alone. There are places you can reach out to for help.

The advent of technology is bringing help closer. Our health care system is not set up for quick help. It’s a process that lasts hours if not years to get connected to the right kinds of help. There is an online resource called “Talk Space”. Click here to learn about it. I have referred a few people to it, and they report back that it was worth sending the text or the email. I can’t personally fix the system we live in, but resources like this are a great start.

Again, thank you for allowing me to share my story. This is an important dialogue that we need to continue.

The spring semester has begun, I am back to teaching and back to work in Pediatric Emergency. Surrounding myself with the best of the best in both of those arenas, has always been what has helped me through any difficult time. Working with nursing students is one of the best things I have ever been fortunate to do.

My father taught me long ago, the best way to help ourselves is to put ourselves in the service of others. For me, it’s the best medicine. It truly draws you out of yourself. I learn so much from every person I get to have contact with each day.

Training is going well. As I said last week it’s amazing to be back in the swing of things under the guidance of two amazing coaches. Having this to work towards again has truly allowed me to dream again. I have to stop myself from drifting towards dreaming about next season, as this one hasn’t begun yet.

Every day I feel a bit stronger. Every day I feel like more progress has been made. If not physically on a given day, then mentally, hands down. Progress is made. I am curious about what will happen this season and my approach towards all of this is the healthiest it’s ever been.

I have gone through times when I cooked myself, and as you know that resulted in some very serious health issues. Not this time. I am into living these days and making every day memorable in one way or another whether it’s life, sport, work.

Treat every day as if it were a gift and it will feel that way. Even the rough days. If spilling coffee all over our student’s homework is the worst thing that happens today, we are having a good day. Lean on the people in your inner circle and even those in your outer ones. Give as much as you can to the world becasue it will give back to you tenfold. But don’t do it for what you get back. Do it because you know as well as I do, giving of yourself, giving of your time, giving your love (whether it’s friendship or more) is the greatest gift you can give anyone.

And we are here to lift one another up.

At the end of the day it is a beautiful thing to know that you took the time to shine a light into someone else’s heart. However small that light is. And you don’t do it because you want something back. You don’t do it becasue you want recognition. You do it because seeing them smile, seeing them stand taller, seeing them take their own step forward…. that is life’s true gift. I promise you that.

So thank you for shining your light into my heart. Thank you for giving me the space to share my story and to show you that we are not alone in all of this. That we do this together. That no one has it all together, where the hell is the fun in that anyways?

This week I challenge you to shine some light onto someone else. Tell me how it makes you feel to see that person smile a little brighter.



Real talk.

Happy New Year! It’s been a while!

I have had a rough six weeks. I know I am often percievedĀ as THAT person who is always positive, upbeat, happy, churning out inspirational quotes like it’s my job. And I AM that person. That’s the real me.

The real me also struggles like you do. The past six weeks that dark cloud has followed me. The one that casts a shadow not allowing you to feel like you. For no rhyme or reason at all. You feel guilty for feeling this way because nothing is wrong. Everything you have and everything you do is such a true gift, yet at the same time, you just feel this way.

This wasn’t my first rodeo. I knew what to do. Stay on target with training. Stay in touch with friends. Tell my family how I am feeling. No one ever needs to do anything different, they just need to know. That typically is enough to pull me out of it. This time it wasn’t.

I spent doing some really intensive hard personal work. The kind that peels you like an orange. The gut-wrenching soul-searching work that makes you dig and dig deep. I had to lean harder on people, and that’s difficult for me. I am the one others lean ON. I am the one who picks people up. Cheers them on. It’s hard to ask for help.

Asking for help is not a sign of weakness. Asking for help is a sign of strength.

I knew when I asked it was a good sign. Those I leaned on let me lean hard.

And then…… like a storm passing….. the cloud lifted. As I headed out on a run one incredibly frozen morning, the sun was out and I felt it lift. The weight of the world was off my shoulders and for the first time in 6 weeks I could not just place one foot in front of the other, I would walk with flow again.

I can’t thank my family and friends enough. You helped me without even knowing you helped me. You don’t always need to do something significant. Just by being there helped so much. Just talking about the things we normally talk about, doing the things we normally do. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Training is going well as we move closer to Texas 70.3 in April and Ironman Lake Placid in July. This season I am coached by both Liz and Jen at Multisport Mastery / Jennifer Harrison Coaching. Under the guidance of these two I feel trusted and I feel guided. They have empowered me to trust ME again rather than coming at me with the typical “You know nothing, you never pace right, your system is wrong” theme I have felt with some others. As I am executing sessions I am doing so by perception and sending them all of the data. To hand that over is such a gift. Liz and Jen have been such a gift to me, I have known them a long time and I am so happy with my progress.

It feels good to be back in the thick of this type of training again. It means so much to me to be past the health issues that caused my retirement, to be trusting myself again and to be putting in some good solid hours.

Now more than ever, all of this feels like the greatest gift and privilege. I know I say that a lot. I know I am a broken record about it. But it’s what I feel and how I truly view all of this.

I also did a race! I got to race in an 8K snowshoe race last weekend and although it was 5 degrees, it was amazing. It felt so good to be out in those woods with such amazing people. It felt awesome to pin that race number on, and I get to do it again in just a few weeks.

In ten weeks I get to touchdown on the beach of Galveston, one of my favorite places to race. I am going with good friends and I can’t wait to feel the wind off the ocean as I ride. I can’t wait to taste that water and I can’t wait for that three loop amazing run course!!!!!

Thank you for allowing me to share real life with you. I am not here to be complimented on my abs, or some crazy race results. I am here because long ago I found a platform and I vowed to use this platform to share the real part of life. The good and the hard parts. I want you to know that we can get to the other side. I want you to know that yes, I struggle too. I want you to know that I also know when to reach out for help. That reaching out is again, a sign of strength, never a sign of weakness.

I want you to know that we are not meant to shoulder any of this alone. I want you to know that we don’t have to play “Whose life has been harder” or “Who has been through more sh*t”.

We are here to help one another through each day. We will do it in a perfectly imperfect. But we can do it.

I have never portrayed myself as someone who is infallable, who has it all together, who is stronger than anything that comes before her. I never will act like that’s who I am. The people who you percieve that way, trust me they are human too.

I will always share what is truly happening because it is my hope that not only can we do this together, but that you also can be strong enough to ask for help if you need it. Remember, it’s a sign of strength to ask. You’d be suprised how many people are not only here to take your hand, but who need you just as much as you need them.