I love giving my body the challenge to overcome and do something hard.
I love becoming better than I was yesterday.
I love how it is therapeutic and serves as a physical, emotional and spiritual outlet- giving me a chance to release endorphins, process situations and gain clarity as I talk to God.
I love the feeling of finishing strong and sprinting at the end, despite about any pain or desire to stop.
I love that I can do it with my little girl.
I love how I feel more alive and in tune with my body afterwards.
I love how powerful I feel when I run.
I love the sense of accomplishment that comes from pushing past my limits.
I love the runner’s high.
I love that room for growth and improvement has no boundaries.
I love being soaked with sweat, knowing I just worked my butt off.
I love the experiencing the elements- the rain dripping of my face, the wind in my hair, the sun warming my skin.
I love that it provides a community and opens door to friendships.
I love that it inspires me to encourage and lift up others.
I love the opportunities it provides for making memories with loved ones.
I love that it has put me in the best shape I’ve ever been in.
I love knowing that I am propelling myself forward by nothing more than the muscular strength of my legs, the solid will in my heart, and the determined voice in my head.
I love that through running I have taught myself that I can do anything I put my mind to.
That is why I run.
- Train consistently for a half marathon so I can be ready to do one at any time
- Run a full marathon between each child (if not more)
- Qualify for Boston someday
- Travel the country doing races and relays
- Run races with my sister Truly until we are old and gray… and then keep running races