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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Remember when people use to party  til 4am and be at work by 7am?  Y'all still do that?
I wonder how often my neighbors look  at me and think "This bitch is crazy"
"That's fucked up." –Me trying to console    someone
Thanks to running I have no titties BUT MY ASS flat too goodnight
This year went by so fast I ain't even got to lose weight
Ima be honest... I pay zero attention to gas prices. Tf ima do bout it... walk to practice?
Experts: A serving size of chips is  10 chips. Runners: I eat 10 chips while  standing in the pantry with  the bag open, trying to decide  if I want to eat chips
Coffee is so confident.  It's just a wet bean, and it's like, "I'm worth $5.75 and you  need me, bitch."
When you're on the runningwarehouse website and your husband asks "do you really need that?" Do I really need you, Greg?
Most common thoughts during a run:  What in the actual fuck...? How in the actual fuck...? Why in the actual fuck...? During the last mile:  Fuck yeah baby!! That's  what I call a good run.   I can't wait for tomorrow!
"I used to hate running."     –every current runner everywhere
One day you're young and carefree  and the next you apply a small piece of tape over each nipple before your run
Running a marathon is mostly  whispering "for fucks sake" every  time you see a mile marker
I'm only photogenic when I'm taking my own pictures, Idk what everybody else be doing... tryna sabotage me
When you realize your only 2 hobbies include running and taking naps
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