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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Me: "I have to go home, I have so much  stuff to do"   When I get home:
Running with someone with  the same pace as you is  actually important
"I could eat."  Me, anytime I'm not running.
Someone:  the only time I run is when  i'm being chased Me:  . . . . suspicious
Funny how things change with time.  I used to hate running.
Being attracted to someone's pace is a real thing
Ugh my therapist blocked my number again.... he knows it's taper week for New York marathon and I call him for  any minor inconvenience
Finish Lines are where you realize just how beautiful is to be alive in this world
I suck at running on the treadmill...  6 minutes in and I'm like "So it's fuck me time huh"
* 1mile burns 100 calories * There is nothing worse than spending calories on disappointing food
*Friday mood* me to me at 10am: okay, now that  my marathon is over I'm  going out tonight  me at 7pm: haha oops
Being a baby
It's one of those days where if I don't go for a run, you'll be lucky not to see me on the news
Just once I would like to make it  through an entire hill workout without having a WTF moment
If you love her, buy her running shoes.
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