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.

New Featured eBibs

Am I the only one who measures time using songs? "Oh, it only took me  four songs to get here! That's not  too long!!"
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!
Accidentally went grocery shopping  after my long run and now I'm  the proud owner of aisle 4.
Runner's logic: "I'm tired.  I think I'll go for a run."
Just so you're aware... Between mile  20 and 26.2 I start to use the word
I don't always pay $160 for shoes.  But when I do, they're are  for running.
The temperature outside is above 1
3 Cupcakes = 734 Cal = 5 miles  I could give up cupcakes,  but I'm not a quitter.
Do you know what I got for Christmas? Fat. I got fat.
Me in middle school...  Fakes sick to get out of running  the mile in gym class. Me now...  Pays to run 13.1 miles.
Santa baby, just slip a Garmin under  the tree for me; been an awful good  girl, Santa baby, a pair of running  shoes too, light blue; Santa  baby, I want a PR... and  really that's not a lot...  So hurry down the  chimney tonight!
You used my Body Glide where?!?  Yeah, you go ahead and keep that.
Can't decide if I need a long run,  a hug, a gallon of ice-cream, bottle of wine, or two weeks of sleep...
Running is a lot like shopping at Target. You intend to run only $30 5Ks and before you know it, you're registering for $175 marathons!
A true running friend...  Waits for you when you need to take  a dump mid-run.
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