The Gift of .75 Miles

If you would have asked me a couple years ago if I would have been excited to run .75 miles on the dreadmill in 8:01 minutes, I probably would have laughed at you. Back then, if I was going to go for a run, it was going to be at minimum 3.1 miles at a pace of at least 8:30 minutes per mile. I rarely ever ran on the dreadmill because I preferred to run on either the beautiful trail along the water by my office or on the convenient streets of my neighborhood. I liked to run on a terrain similar to what I would be running on during the races I used to compete in EVERY.SINGLE.WEEKEND. Continue reading

We All Have Our Ups And Downs…

I just wanted to thank you all for all of your sweet comments on my post yesterday. You were all so sweet and I can’t thank you enough for all of your lovely comments and Tweets about my post.

Today, I wanted to talk to you about the flip side of my post yesterday. I felt inspired to write this post to share with you all after reading this post by my friend, Molly. I know this may seem kind of ironic after yesterday’s post on positivity, but I always want to be as transparent as possible on here. Everyone has their ups and downs when dealing with an injury and I am no different. It’s easy for me to get on here and tell you to embrace the change and be open to new experiences, which I do truly believe, but it’s not fair to only show the “everything is peachy keen”┬áside of the story, so here’s the uglier side of things. Let’s dig into it.

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