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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No matter how good you feel on your run... There will always be a woman pushing a stroller that's running  faster than you.
My 'alone' time is sometimes for your safety.
"I'm so Mean, I make Medicine sick"!
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.
Well, there used to be a trail here somewhere ...
The worst part about running a 5K... is losing to somebody who is clearly  not prepared for it.
Wave your hands in the air like you don't care!
I ran 3 miles this morning... So if I did the math right,  that entitles me to 3 pounds of chocolate and a bottle  of wine!
Hills hurt... COUCHES KILL!!
I'm really sick and tired of food  having calories.
Honey, you think it's tough getting into a sport bra, wait until you  try to take it off after  an hour of sweating!
I had a plain Greek yogurt this morning,then a salad for lunch.  Then I came home and ate the entire kitchen.
Am I the only one who calculates  how much sleep I can get before  going to bed?
You know you're a runner when you  get mad that an injury keeps you from running, not that it damaged your body.
Unless you are standing at mile 26 or 26.1, please do not hold a sign saying "YOU'RE ALMOST THERE"!
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