I am not running to achieve a “perfect” body. I am running to accomplish a goal. I have taken up a challenge(half in October) that requires dedication and perseverance to a degree that I have never possessed. I am beating my body and my will into submission in order to be as well equipped to meet this challenge as I can possibly be. That is all.
I’ve been taking a break from social media for a bit since it was slowly taking my life over…but today I can’t help but say that I am heartbroken regarding Boston. My heart is heavy and my thoughts and prayers are with the dead and injured and their families. Tonight I ran because I have that privilege and I ran those miles for Boston.
Blister on left pinkie toe made the last 1.5 a little miserable.
My tshirt necklace is cute.
I don’t feel like working anymore, so I’m not. Can’t wait to get home so I can run and eat taco soup.
It’s shark week. The first one I’ve had since- dun dun dun- October 2011. I hate everything.
I am miserable and bloated and PISSED!!!!
I want to go back to bed until it’s over. Sonofa…
Just joined a mileage contest at work. We are organizing a 5k &15k race as a fundraiser for our NICU, and we’re going to see who runs the most miles from now until October.I am aiming for 900 miles. Just so I can win a t-shirt. Something is either very wrong here, or very,very right.
I have not fallen off the wagon or the face of the earth. Things is crazy right now folks. Still creeping, just haven’t had much time to think of witty ways to talk about running and lifting mediumly heavyish things.