There is a lesson in almost everything that you do, and getting the lesson is how you move forward. It is how you enrich your spirit.

You can find the sacred in the most ordinary of things.

I've learned to rely on the strength I inherited from all those who came before me-the grandmothers, sisters, aunts, and brothers who were tested with unimaginable hardships and still survived. 'I go forth alone, and stand as ten thousand,' Maya Angelou proclaimed in her poem 'Our Grandmothers.' When I move through the world, I bring all my history with me-all the people who paved the way for me are part of who I am.

If you live in the past and allow the past to define who you are, then you never grow.

I'm starting to cry. I'm remembering those years I struggled with my weight, those times when I saw my reflection in a store window and didn't know who that fat person was, years when it was a big accomplishment for me to exercise at two dots on the StairMaster. And now I'm finishing a 26-mile race. Damn! This is better than winning an Emmy!

Our beliefs can move us forward in life, or they can hold us back.

The next road is always ahead.