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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I'm on a low carb diet.  Whenever I feel low,  I eat carbs.
Can't tell if I have to pee or  I'm just nervous for my race.
Only runners will understand..  That nervous pee you get before a race even though you've already gone to the bathroom a million times...
You know you're a runner when...  you use the words 'only', 'merely' or  'just' in the same sentence as  the words 'run', 'miles' and 'hours'.
Running friend (n): One who listens, doesn't judge and somehow makes 2 hours or running fun!
I have blisters on both feet, I might  have a stress fracture on my left foot, and my legs are so sore it hurts to walk.. But I got a shiny medal saying  I finished the race... Which is nice!
*after one hour on the treadmill* Me: "What year is it?"
I know it's Monday..  But where are we running next  weekend?
I just ran 5 miles and what  a workout...I didn't think the donut truck will ever stop
I used to be able to drink all weekend. Now, a night of drinking requires more recovery time than my last marathon!
Effort level for this morning's run: somewhere between OMG and WTF
No matter how good you feel on your run... There will always be a woman pushing a stroller that's running faster than you!!
What won't kill you,  Will get you your next P.R.
When you think you have been  running for 4 hours and you look  down and it's been 17 minutes...
Remember when you could refer to  your knees as Right and Left? Instead of Good and Bad. Ahh, good times, eh?
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