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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2 rest days in a row... Omigawd I'm gonna be so  out of shape !!
Me: *laughs at something* Me: okay back to suffering
Me: I feel great Marathon: hope you enjoyed those  first 3 miles
Aging is not a disease. It's an  opportunity.... To qualify for Boston.
Show me a runner who says they  never pause their GPS when they're  waiting to cross the street... and I'll show you a f***ing liar.
At mile 20 I thought I was dead.  At mile 22 I wished I was dead.  At mile 24 I knew I was dead.  At mile 26.2 I realized I had  become too tough to kill.
I either go for a run or I eat all the groceries I bought for the week.  There's no in-between.
Hate being hungover on Saturday  and skipping your long run?  Try drinking on Thursday
You know you're a runner when...  You can say things like "I'm just running an easy 6 miler today" and  you really mean it.
You could sleep in on Sunday. Or,  you could drag your ass over 13.1 miles just for a cheap medal, t-shirt, and a glass of wine. Welcome to the insanity!
I love running  I love running  I love running  I love running    *I'm dying* I love running
My two moods: 1. Runner's high 2. I'll cut you
I won't quit. But I will cuss the whole time.
F@*k!! ...I'm lost.  But I feel so badass it doesn't matter.
Only runners will understand....  That nervous pee you get before a race even though you've already gone to the bathroom a million times...
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