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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Your running friends are honestly  a different level of friendship... like i tell them things i haven't even told  myself yet.
Do you ever try to breathe quieter while running up a hill so the others  could not hear you fighting for your life?
You know you're a runner when...  you see another person running and  get jealous.
Forever wishing that "miles" for  boobs was a thing.
When a friend asks "How was your  race?" and you don't know which race they are asking about since it's been  a few weeks since the  last time you spoke to  that person and you've  run 4 races during  that time..
My daughter drew me showing off  my favorite "bling"... I've never felt more understood
I used to sneak out my house to go  to parties... Now I sneak out of parties to go to my house.
I hate when people ask me what  I'm doing over the weekend because "running 10-20 miles" makes me  sound boring AND cocky  at the same time.
Some days I run to LOSE myself.  Other days I run to FIND myself. But most days I run because  I want to add to my t-shirt  and "bling" collections.
That moment when it's time to pick up your race packet
You know you're a runner when... your friends no longer look at you like you're nuts because they know  it for sure.
Call us JOGGERS one more time
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Happy Global Running Day, my nizzles!! I ran twice today. First I ran out of beer, and then I ran to  get some more. Fo shizzle.
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