So Long, Sunshine
So Long, Sunshine

You know you’re a runner when you plan your week around when you’ll be able to get your runs in.

And yet, come winter, this planning can get a bit tricky thanks to the decline in daylight. Tricky, yet still doable—thank God! Seriously I’d be a mess if I had to take winters off from running. These next few months are always hard enough—what, with the cold temperatures, the pressure of the holidays and the general lack of sunshine. For those of us who use running as a way to help cope with life, it truly is a blessing, especially this time of year. Helps us find balance. Helps us be our better (if not our best) selves.

I don’t take a single run for granted. I’m filled with gratitude for both the ability and the desire to be at it each time I’m out there. It’s a gift. One I plan on enjoying for as long as I can. And while I get that it’s not for everyone, for those of us who do love it, it’s a part of who we are—a go-to stress reliever, a non-negotiable part of our routine, a time-out in the best way possible, and a fail-proof way to steer us back to ‘us’ whenever we’re in need of it.

There are all kinds of hobbies and habits to be had. Personally, I traded smoking for running a little over eight years ago. Figured I couldn’t do both and I was tired of feeling like a slave to cigarettes, so I poured myself into running. Was it hard in the beginning? Absolutely! But stick with it long enough and you get stronger. Can go farther. You find your rhythm. And, if you’re anything like me, somewhere along the way you fall in love with it.

That’s not to say I don’t enjoy it more when the weather’s more summer-y than winter-ish. But there is something to be said for that bad-ass feeling you get when you’re out there enduring the harsher elements. It builds character, by teaching you how to dig deep for the inspiration you need to persevere in circumstances that are less than desirable. And that carries over into way more than just your running.

So, yeah, you can bet I plan on hitting the trails this afternoon. During my two hour window of daylight between the time I get off work and the sun goes down. All layered up and with a big ‘ole smile.

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Reposted with permission from 1BeautifulJourney.com

 
 
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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My friends are all "Fall... pumpkin lattes, Uggs, sweaters"... and I'm over here... "Fall... cooler runs... Duh!"
Packs 2 hours before traveling for a race... Unpacks 3 months after coming home.
I wonder if there's a taco out there thinking of me too
I just realized, I only do laundry when I'm out of running clothes!
What I love about long runs with you are our totally inappropriate conversations that no sane people should have ever!
Some days you eat salads and go to  the gym. Some days you eat cupcakes and refuse to put on pants.  It's called balance.
"I should stop running until that pain  goes away."  Said no runner ever.
Difficulty sitting on a toilet? Dread even the sight of stairs? Difficulty getting out of bed? Difficulty walking? DIAGNOSIS: Ran a marathon!
When I was a kid, I wanted to be older. This sh*t was not what I expected
Depresso...  the feeling i get when  i run out of coffee.
It's the start of the brand new day  and I'm off like a herd of turtles.  But I run.
I hate when people see me at the beer tent and are like "Hey, what are you doing here?" I'm like "Oh you know, hunting elephants."
If my alarm is set for 6:00 and you wake me up at 5:54...PREPARE. TO. DIE.
In bed by 8 pm on a Friday night  is code for "there is a race tomorrow".
Can't decide if I need a long run,  a hug, a gallon of ice-cream, bottle of wine, or two weeks of sleep...
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