Since I’ve completed my first half marathon I’ve started to reflect on my running journey.
Why I started running.
When I started running.
Who have I become because of running.
Running, I’ve come to learn is something that one does not always love.
It’s more of a love-hate relationship. Some days you love it and can’t wait to wake up. Others, you just want to pull the covers over your head and hide.
Since I first hit the pavement and running trails in the summer of 2013 it has hit me my reason for running has changed.
The original catalyst was to lose weight. To look good. To be what society wanted and wants me to be.
And because of that original choice I felt it was a chore. I didn’t have a routine or rhyme and reason. I just did.
Since then it has become my therapy. Between death of parents, stressful times, happy times, and whatever has come my way I have learned that my feet hitting the ground has become my saving grace.
Yes, I get the health benefits but I try not to let that control my life. It’s just extra.
I choose how it makes me feel to control me.
Now mind you, I may not feel happy at mile 10…but once finished you can’t help but smile.
Along the way between the miles by myself I have come to appreciate running with others.
This is where my friend Ginny comes into play.
Ginny is a badass, she may not admit it, but she is.
She is the reason I started running for me and not others.
We may not live in the same state but we run together.
We run virtual races, ran together in person, and even cheered each other on at our proudest running moments.
Because of all of this and the people who have and continue to support me my running journey is that, a journey and it will continue.
I am by no means the fastest, skinniest, and best runner out there.
But I am determined.
I am passionate.
I am me.
With that, let me search the world wide web to find races of 2016.
Let the goals begin early!