Running Through The Holidays
Running Through The Holidays

There’s no denying the holiday season is in full swing. All the gathering and togetherness. All the parties and decorations. All the sugary treats and pretty packages. It’s festive. It’s fancy. It’s fun.

At least for most people…

Personally, it’s been a long, hard year marked with loss and transitioning and I don’t feel much like celebrating. But I also don’t want to wish this season away or rush through it just to be done with it. I really do want to enjoy this time with my kids, to help make it special for them and create some new memories. And although it’s a hard spot to be in—trying to reconcile the weight of my grief with the will to enjoy what’s in front of me—running is one thing that’s been helping me through this. And not just for the obvious reasons like how much healthier it is than overindulging in food or alcohol as a way to relieve stress. Or how it helps me fill some of the free time being newly divorced now presents me with. Not that those aren’t both great reasons to get out and be active, but the key for me is in the way running helps bring me back to the basics.

My thoughts and my feelings too often consume me. Leading me in directions that aren’t helpful or productive. But not when I run; at least not when I push myself hard enough physically that my focus shifts solely to the ‘boom-boom’ of my heartbeat, or the very real need to inhale and exhale as I attempt to catch my breath. With those things demanding my attention, the beauty and the mystery of how hard my body’s working suddenly outweighs every other thought—every insecurity, every unresolved issue, every pang of sadness…if only for a moment. And in that moment, I am reminded of the simple fact than I am very much alive. And my life, just like your life, no matter how challenging it can sometimes be, is a gift. Each and every breath we get to take of it. Yes, it’s hard sometimes. And no, it doesn’t always make sense. And now and then it falls completely apart. But it’s ours. And regardless of what season we may find ourselves in, it’s never too late to do what we can to make the best of it.

 
 
Seen a lot of slim chicks posting their

workouts on here so I thought I'd join 

the fun
Warning : I will bully every one of you

into daily stretches, plyo drills, crazy 

intervals, lifting heavy weights and 

epic long runs
104 °F.....  As my Grandma says, 

"Marathon training ain't for p*ssies."



Crazy old lady is right.

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You might be a runner if..... You hate when training runs don't end exactly on a whole number, but for some reason you have NO PROBLEM with  the numbers13.1 and 26.2
Roses are red. Violets are blue. Don't make me choose between running  and you
You know you're a runner when...  You have this inability to admit  that you should probably see  a doctor when your [knee/ ankle/calf/shin] hurts you.
It doesn
My Therapist: once you accept the fact  that being a runner has nothing to do  with your running pace, the second half of your life begins
I signed up for my first half-marathon. My goal was to lose 10 pounds... Only  19 to go
Anyone else trying to guess the pace  of a runner as they pass you?  Yeah same
Happiness is going for a run and  realizing you broke a toxic cycle
You know you're a runner when...  a race on the calendar equals peace  of mind
Race day volunteers put muscle  in their hustle
You might be a runner if... you take words such as badass, insane, freak, beast, crazy, and  obsessed as compliments
My daughter drew me showing off  my favorite "bling"... I've never felt more understood
In bed by 8 pm on a Friday night is  code for "there is a race tomorrow"
WARNING: I'm exercising, eating right  and watching my alcohol intake. Which means I'm sober, I'm cranky and I'm sore. So proceed with caution!
If you skip a run cause it's too cold, you're a lil b*tch    - Old Chinese Saying
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