I got an early birthday present in the mail from my dear blog friend (but feels like real life bff) Pam. Made. My. Day.
My two favorite things…..candy and running. It doesn’t get better than that. Yes, I did rip into the bag as soon as I got it and create a border of swedish fish on the cover.
THANK YOU PAM!!!
I wanted to tell you about why I started running.
I started running when I was 12 years old. My older sister insisted on going running late at night and my mom wouldn’t let her go by herself.
Enter me. The good, selfless sister that I am. Actually, I was just obsessed with being her shadow and following her everywhere she went. So we would go run a few miles every night at 10:30.
(This picture is from a run last year. I told her that I was moving to Cali for the summer and she literally stopped dead in her tracks and laid on the pavement. She said her spirit died when I told her I was moving, bikers and runners that were passing by thought we were crazy, which we are).
When I got into high school I ran track and competed in the 1600. I felt like since many of my family members were very talented runners, I had to run because they did. I didn’t like it and I quit and did tennis instead.
Let’s fast forward to college. I used running purely for weight loss. Guess what….I didn’t like it then either. I didn’t think about the blessing that God has given us to run and enjoy his creations all around me or the amazing feeling of accomplishment that goes along with a good run…..all I cared about was how many calories I burned and I really hated it.
I competed in a few 1/2 marathons and 5k’s and did pretty good but I didn’t care because I wasn’t running to run I was running to mask other problems.
Enter Billy 4 years ago. Billy believed in me. He made me believe that I was worth so much more than I knew. He helped me see my potential.
I slowly changed my mentality from exercise as a calorie burner to exercise as a passion and something that my SPIRIT NEEDED.
He gave me a garmin, running clothes and made me the best playlists ever for my birthday when we were dating.
All of the sudden I had the biggest cheerleader right along side me.
Running became my thing. I started to CRAVE a good run.
It didn’t matter if I was having a good day or a bad day…..running seemed to make everything better.
Every mile I ran my perspective on life changed a little bit. I began to count my blessings rather than focus on my flaws.
-No way jose…..almost the opposite. I do it for selfish reasons now. There is nothing in the world like the feeling after a run.