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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To the people who lose one shoe on the side of the highway: Please tell me what the rest of your life is like
Don't let anyone bullshit you, running a marathon is fccking hard
"Glad things are going back to normal finally"  Me:
Don't LIE! Do you have a person who gives you kudos daily and really cares  about you?
Drop a problem and let a stranger  give you advice
In case no one told you today... you're slow af and your marathon PR aint shit   ~ The Goat
Does anyone remember that time when  your body just worked? Like just on its  own? No pills, no scheduled exercise,  no caffeine, no planned hydration,  no stretching, no specific diet  you just woke up and boom,  that shit was good to go...
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
Unless you are standing at mile 26 or  26.1 please do not hold a sign saying "YOU'RE ALMOST THERE"
That morning run hits a lil better when your life a little fucked up
So if I go running in the morning just  to burn enough calories to make up  for my drinking at night,  does that make me a  runner or an alcoholic?
"You're still a rockstar." I whisper to myself as I take an Ibuprofen and climb into bed at 8:00pm
The hardest part of training for a new  race is pretending that I'm still in shape  the first 30-45 days
If you don't go for a run, how do you  know when to take a shower?
I wish everything was as easy as  getting fat
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