Me.

Mom. Triathlete. Yogi. Foodie. Writer. Boss. Coffee lover. Side hustler.

I run for team Oiselle Volée and Skratch Labs.

It's okay...I ran today.

It's okay...I ran today.

Ah, the little motivational quotes we share with each other in the hopes of sparking a fire or encouraging our tribe.  I had/have so many little diddies like this that moved me, physically and/or emotionally, through life's moments.  I loved seeing this quote in the foreground of a breathtaking view; most of the time, on those days I smiled, because I HAD actually run that day.  

Those days of being 'okay' and 'running today' are few and far between.  Occasionally, there's a relationship between being okay and running; more often than not, I'm not okay and I'm not running.  I am, however, almost completely okay with NOT running, or my drastic decline in mileage.  And for the most part, I am NOT okay running.  July just kicked my ass on so many levels and I honestly didn't care to continue marathon training or even running.  I wasn't getting any faster; in fact, I was getting progressively slower.  My body wasn't recovering well, no matter how much yoga, sleep, massage I gave myself.  I started expending more energy worrying about what was happening than just allowing the process to unfold.  I always owned the run, yet I went broke.  I didn't even have that.  

For the month of July, I ran a total of 90 miles; for the month of August I ran 40 miles.  I ran 3 miles LAST WEEK.  I have since stopped analyzing all the whys because this is part of the process.  I did, though, have another momentous week that absolutely contributed to today's success.

Some of the Crazies gathered this morning for a birthday celebration run.  I had not put on my beloved shoes for 7 days, but my feet responded well to the fit.  We kept a steady pace to support much needed conversations.  It also helped keep our core temps in check, considering it was already in the mid-80's with the humidity hanging in the already heavy air.  A short loop through the Parkway (normally a trail I absolutely late) ended with a brief walk/run combo until we made it to the car.  Our gathering concluded with a hum of chatter at Dunkin Donuts.

I left there, and have since continued my day, with a smile on my face realizing more than one could in 30 minutes worth of running.  

Starting Over

Starting Over

Revelation

Revelation