My husband surprised me with a visit to tour my “dream home” the other day. It was everything on my “list”, it even had a spectacular view AND was only 5 minutes from shopping.
(He’d always said I couldn’t have both a pretty view and live close to town too.)
I LOVED IT!
Where would I run?…and what about our running group?
We were just dream building anyway, but I told him that I couldn’t move there…I couldn’t leave my running friends. 🙂
In this town of beauty pageants, politics, baseball, hunting, sweet tea and AU/AL football(none of which mean a thing to me), I never felt like I really belonged here until I started running.
I often wonder if every running group is as great as mine…I can’t imagine so…
What a great group of people!
We get to have all the fun…
Thanks for keeping me going Chilton Runners!
Last week during an early morning run, I looked up and thought:
“Wow! Those stars sure are shining bright today!”
Then I realized that it wasn’t that the stars were any different than usual.
The stars don’t change.
Only their environment does.So, the conditions were favorable for shining that day…
#that’sall #randomness #runningthoughts
I haven’t ran since Thursday.
We were on vacation & I slept in each day.
Trading in my usual alarm clock(s) & starlit skies, I instead welcomed the morning sunshine streaming through my wall of sliding glass doors.
As I looked out the window at this beautiful bay view…I never once wished that I was out there running.
I don’t regret one minute of my 5 day running vacation.
A refreshing break was just what I needed.
Tomorrow’s a new day….
Time to finish our last full week of half marathon training!
~just me…my friends…and our flashlights~ ❤
Without fail…every time that I’m getting ready to run I have the same exact thought.
I look in the mirror and think, “It’s so nice to be able to brush my teeth, throw my hair in a ponytail and run out the door….and nobody cares.”
I love that about running.
I have a friend that is running The Boston Marathon tomorrow.
Many see him living his dream, but have no idea the road he has traveled to get there.
If you know a Boston Marathoner, you should consider it an honor to have met them.
“I have no excuse.”
This was my response concerning not showing up at our 5:15am group run today.
I typed it….but that’s not really what I wanted to say!
I wanted to type my long list of excuses. There are some really good ones!
Would you like to hear them?
…I didn’t think so.
So possibly I typed the wrong statement today.
I should have typed, “I have a whole host of excuses, but none are valid enough to excuse my choice to stay in the bed this morning.”
“I have no VALID excuse.”
Sometimes that’s hard to admit.
Why do you run? Why did you start? Why do you love it? I find the greatest inspiration in the stories of other runners, don’t you? I would love to hear about you! If you would be willing to share your “WHY”, please send your submission, including at least your first name and last initial to firstname.lastname@example.org . Be sure to attach a picture(more than one if you’d like)! Also, feel free to let me know about your blog and/or website if you’d like for me to include a link to it. Thank you for sharing! Thank you for inspiring! ~Julia
Sometimes in life we need to have a reason to celebrate.
Go create your own finish lines. There are some moments in life that you’ll have to create your own reason to celebrate.
Go make a new finish line. Sometimes in life, you’ll just have to create your own finish line.
Go find a reason to celebrate. Go find a reason to celebrate, even if you have to create the finish line yourself. Running gives you a reason to celebrate, even if you create the finish line in your own imagination. Running gives you reasons to celebrate, even when setting the finish line yourself. Running gives you reasons to celebrate, even if you’re the one who set the finish line. Give yourself a reason to celebrate. GO FOR A RUN!
GO FOR A RUN!
…Because sometimes you have to create your own reasons worth celebrating.
One year ago today my blog was born!
During this year’s marathon, mile 22 was THE BEST!
I’m running around here like a chicken with it’s head cut off(to quote my mother)….so I don’t have time to write about it today….but I WILL!
~Happy Birthday Mile 23~
It’s been a fun year! Thanks for reading everybody!