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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That awkward moment when you  finally realize being a "skirt chaser" now means you are lagging behind  a mom and her baby in a 5k.
I always run negative splits when I  train. I go out too fast and feel real negative on the last split.
People who tolerate me on days when  I haven't had my run...  They're the real heroes.
If you love women who run long  distance, raise your glass... If not,  raise your standards.
SEVERE COLD WEATHER WARNING * people are being told to stay inside unless going out is  completely necessary * runners are being  told to wear a hat
The older I get, the earlier it gets late.
A route that you've driven hundreds of times never seems HILLY, until you're running it. What (and I cannot stress this enough) the f*ck.
RUNNING OXYMORONS: *easy five miles *"only" a half marathon *humble marathoner *sanitary porta potty *ten perfect toenails *pre-run stretches *fast recovery YIKES!!
*Taper Crazies* No one: Absolutely no one: Not even my dog: Me:  shut the fuck up
I was born to be wild, but only until  9pm or so.
I wish retail therapy was covered by  my health insurance.
Friends don't let friends do long runs alone.
Just changed my Instagram name to  "NO_ONE" so when I see stupid posts  I can click like and it will say  "NO_ONE liked your photo"
You know you're a runner when... A race on the calendar = peace of mind
Honey, you think it's tough getting  into a sport bra, wait until you  try to take it off after  an hour of sweating!
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