Happy Hump Day to ya. Although it never really feels like a true hump day to me cause I work a lot on the weekends.


Here are my peanuts + my awesome niece.

Sooooo, if you have been under a rock and/or haven’t logged onto Facebook in a few days, you just might be wondering how the marathon went.  Weeeellllll, I ran. I finished. And I beat my goal time by about 3 minutes- YAY!  When people ask how it was, the only thing I can think to compare it to is childbirth. It was grueling, painful, and mentally exhausting.

The moment I saw that finish line- none of that mattered and it was completely and utterly exhilarating.

Jesse told me when he saw me limping away from the finish line with little tiny baby steps because my feet and hips felt like they were on fire, he knew I had left it all, everything I had, out there on that course.

So everyone is asking- will I do another?

Absolutely.  Cannot wait to do another.

I started running about a year and a half ago and I have gradually learned to love it. It was NOT love at first sight like some runners describe.  It was a relationship that took some time to build and nurture.

And there are plenty of days I still hate it.

I saw this poster and believe with every ounce of my being that it holds true:

It motivates me. I don’t have to be the fastest. Or go the furthest. There are always going to be people, a LOT of people, faster, stronger and with more stamina than me.

Just run. Period.





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