All posts filed under: Be Encouraged

26.3 miles would be crazy

  On Sunday, my dad, brother, and I ran the Marine Corps Marathon (MCM) in Washington, DC, and spent much of the afternoon post-run recounting signs that we saw on the road. My favorite: Good thing it’s not 26.3 miles. That would be crazy! This was a first for me and a significant cross off my bucket list. Of all the runners that I know, I am the worst. I look like I should be fast, but looks are deceiving. When we ran a half-marathon in Montreal in September, I wore purple spandex and the same cropped tank I wore for the marathon. Adam rightly called me out and said, “Girlllll, you better be pushing six minute miles looking like that.” If only. What about boyyyyy, #thehairofajp looks like a mushroom. So there.  My comfortable pace during the marathon was 10.30. All runners under the age of 60 are like Oh damn…. So yeah, it’s nice when you’re covering a distance for the first time and your PR is guaranteed. Timing was not my concern. …

A Birthday Poem

Apparently you cannot skip your birthday. September 21st was mine, and I wanted to  defer until next year. I’m 28 and officially in my ‘upper twenties’. No, I don’t think 28 is old, but beyond the fine lines that continue to creep in around my eyes, what have I gained from 27? Living in the meantime is beautiful in concept, but trying in practice. As my birthday approached, I did not feel like my usual festive and celebratory self. I was channeling Eeyore more than Birthday Princess.  So Mom, knowing my heart, wrote the happiest birthday poem combining the words of Dr. Seuss and Jesus like only she can. My family and friends’ birthday love was just the pep rally that I needed to make an attitude shift. I have been sitting on the sidelines since April, waiting, watching, and wishing since we moved to Greenville. I have blamed displacement for feeling sullen and slow, but sullen and slow was so 27.  My new year has spurred in me a new attitude, and I am excited to get back into …