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Only Runners

Today I ran a 10 Mile race with my friends.  It was awesome having friends with me.  We didn’t run together much but just having them there was amazing and invigorating and so freaking happy!  We are all different in so many ways but runners are wonderful people with an amazing comraderie even to strangers.  Today I had something happen to me that I’ve always feared.  I missed the turn markers.  This race was less than stellar in terms of most everything and the weather did a torrential downpour on us half way through.  It would have been ok but my watch and phone are cracked so water is NO BUENO!  So I was running respectable splits and would have hit my target finish time of sub 1:40:00 but I missed one of the turn markers.  All of a sudden in the pouring rain while trying to keep my watch dry and jump big puddles and not get hit by a car I found myself all alone.  I thought maybe I would see another runner around the corner but no…. I looked back and there was one of the girls I had met who came with one of my friends so I thought I was on the right track.  I kept running until a woman in a truck stopped me to tell me that the runner behind me asked her to tell me i missed a turn.  MISSED A TURN! uugghhhh!  I thanked her and started back and it was my new friend that I met earlier at the start of the race.  She stopped her race to get me back to mine.  Only runners would do this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

This mishap is something that I have always dreaded.  What would I do?  Well now I know so it’s not so scary anymore.  I have my new friend to thank for that.  She’s a runner and we smile and say hello, cheer eachother on, pick eachother up, pat eachother on the back when things go wrong and we look out for eachother no matter what.  I don’t know how long I would have kept running in that direction but it was far less because she stopped and helped me.  It’s one of my favorite things about running.  We support each other.  So my overall time for 10 miles was more than I wanted but less than it could have been on the flip side.  I’ll take that!  I spent time with familiar smiling faces that mean the world to me and I met new friends and I’ll take that too!  These ladies, this sport mean the world to me.  I am so happy I started running!  I love you all!

HAPPY RUNNING!

My Running Friends

Today as I was on my regular run I decided to run slower than my body probably would have taken off without direction.  I ran slower because one of my running friends asked me if I ever run slow.  Well the answer to that is yes but lately it’s no.  So being funny or at least trying to I purposely ran close to a 10 minute mile for the 3 that I put up today.  I told her it was for her and it amused her which was my intent.  I have to say that I love my running friends because they keep me realistic, super motivated and brave.  Without them I would run too fast all the time, would not vary my workouts and would be way too hard on myself.  My friends encourage me and cheer for me when I do something successful and they never poo-poo even the small success’.  My friends always have a story of something I have not yet and may not experience that teaches me what to look for and how to handle those things.  My friends have prepared me for bad runs because they have been there.  My running friends are the people who are now my friends who I love talking to, running with and have a lot in common.  They are my confidants, my voices of reason and my cheerleaders.  My friends sign up for races because I get all excited about running them and they don’t mind when I send them stupid meme’s in the middle of the day just because I thought they were funny.  They are my voice of reason and they pretty much just accept me for who I am, quirks and all!  I thought about them as I ran today and was just thankful to have them to share my running life in part.  They are funny, crazy, tolerant, understanding, encouraging, brave, bold, daring and so many other words that inspire me every day.  Some I have known longer than others but each of them is just as important to me and all for very different reasons under the same umbrella.

So here’s a cheer to my running friends who are my extended family and deserve a thank you for keeping me going every day.  I love each of you for all that you are to me and for listening to my incessant ramblings that always are about fitness and having fun.  You are good sports and I’m happy to call you my friends!

Do you have people that share in your passion?

HAPPY RUNNING!

 

Finding My Limit

Day 4 in the backwoods of VA and it finally arrived.  My threshold for when I start to miss my family.  I love it here because it’s serene and beautiful and it’s the only time i will spend with my parents and sister perhaps for another year.  Life is busy and I come as often as I can but it’s starting to feel like a lifetime between visits now that my dad is getting older.  I knew it would eventually show up, tugging at my heart at some point making me homesick for the things that keep me busy, drive me crazy and helped prompt me to come down in the first place.  I love my life and all the craziness it brings but sometimes I just want to get away from it so I can’t do it.  So I have to do nothing but sit and reflect on it.  Maybe it’s God’s way of giving me perspective and appreciation for those things so that I don’t become bitter or obsessive in a bad way.  Maybe I needed a break, in fact I know I did.  My son’s Eagle project is making me mad and I’m too involved.  Time to step away Brenna.  Maybe I came because my father has been diagnosed with the onset of Dementia and  I want to spend some time with all his quirky annoying habits while he remembers me.  Maybe I just miss my mother and my sister.  Either way I’m here again and happy to be so.  I’m enjoying it but home is now calling.  Four days in and now I’m waking up in the middle of the night texting them that I miss them and lying awake wishing I could hug them.  I especially miss my sons, James in particular because I can’t talk to him or text him so there’s just nothing there.  He’s away with the Scouts and they aren’t allowed electronics during their trips so it’s like going cold turkey with him and I’m not a fan.  I think about  all of them on my peaceful runs every morning, hoping they have happy days and good experiences.  I talk to my daughter and husband every day which is comforting.  I started off thinking about my life during my morning runs on these quiet roads but now in just these few days it’s drifted to thoughts of my wonderful family and about how much I love and now miss each of them.  Well, I suppose if I didn’t think about them or miss them that would be a different problem that would need solving.  Perhaps I could work that out on the road too as I have worked so many things through out there.  I feel like I can solve anything by just throwing my running shoes on and heading out for a nice long run.  They weren’t kidding when they came up with the slogan that running is cheaper than therapy!  The great road is wise and strong and comforting for me and as I have many times I will step out there seeking it’s solace to self medicate through running.  As much as I like the peaceful roads of VA I will be happy to once again to be on the rural roads of Mass.  I love running no matter where I am.

HAPPY RUNNING!

Country Air

There is something different about running in the fresh country air of southern Virginia that fuels the soul and mind.   It’s the same air but not at the same time.  It’s quiet and peaceful and perfect for digging deep into one’s mind and thinking through the stuff that we don’t have time to weed through daily.  You can see the sun rising on the horizon that you would swear you could just reach out and touch it’s so close.  At the early morning hours as I tread on the pavement the residents are getting their days started and the Amish folks already have their day well under way with their business and farming.  I wave at everyone because here, everyone here waves at me.  I’m recognized as my mother’s daughter now, the one that runs since everyone knows my parents and each other and everyone talks about and to everyone else.  Here you definitely run with a stick as I found out today passing the three amigo mutts.  One decided to run just behind me a bit letting me know who’s territory it was.  I also run with Mace but this really didn’t warrant radical action even though I did think about breaking it out for a second.  A simple shout back letting him know that I could eliminate him if I wanted to with a firm voice did the trick just fine.  There are sections of my route that are a little creepy and lacking life but they are not very big and I’m past them before I finish thinking about being nervous running there alone.  Virginia, as many places, has a lot of poor sections.  Houses in disrepair or falling over and even abandoned.  It’s like a scene from a picture of America long ago when everyone struggled and family values were something different than the waning and changing ones of today.  It’s a reminder to me about how fortunate I am to have all that I do.  It’s easy to get caught up in daily life and complain about what we don’t have to which I am no saint.  The house needs paint, the roof needs repair, the floor needs to be finished and about a hundred other things that aren’t good enough the way they are.  When I come here, all that goes away because I am among people who struggle much more than I do.  When I come here I am sure to remember to thank God daily for the life he has provided to me and the family that I have.  As I run here, I miss home not for the things I have but for the people in my life.  Their absence makes me so happy that I can miss them so much.  When I am here I look forward to the Blueberry bread that my father makes.  It’s so good and he feels so happy when I ask him to make it for me.  I’m happy that he can still make it at 86 years old and I ask him to make it on purpose.  Partly because he’s been diagnosed with Dimentia and the days of his memory and coordination and lucidity are getting shorter and that makes me sad.  So while he is still all together I do what I can to make him feel useful and happy, besides it gives me a reason to go running here so I can eat it!  So good!  Time is in slow motion here and the days are really long with little to do.  Running although the same as it is at home mechanically just seems to last longer here as if the air were gelled and thick to move through.  You’re just forced to look around and take it all in.    Runs are always happy and pass by in the nicest fashion setting the day up so it can be nothing but good.  There just is nothing else like running to fill your soul like the back ass sticks of Virginia!

HAPPY RUNNING!

This Is My Life & I Love It!

rushThanksgiving is now over.  I did not eat as much as  I thought I might.  It sort of developed into a rest day because frankly I was just too tired to do anything by the time I had free time.  I cooked all day, sat in the cold watching my son play football (and win) and then came home, pigged out, had a nap and then desserted and did nothing else.  It was a long day like it always is but not one of gluttony as much as it was feasting. My son was home from college, something  I look forward to more every time he has to leave me again.  My daughter was here not rushing around in life as we all do.  I see two of my three in passing now and that makes me sad.  I miss them so much.  So, according to the food index, Friday should have been a slower day on all fronts than Saturday was given the food that was consumed, but it was not to be so predicted.  on Friday post-gluttony, I felt like and did 5 miles.  I hit 2 and just felt like travelling on so I did.  Saturday however, two days post feast, I ran just 3.  Now I was super busy painting set pieces yesterday.  I did nothing else but that pretty much.  I started early and worked past lunch until it was time for me to take a needed break.  I was starting to paint madly and that is usually an indication of break time.  So I went out and I’m not sure if not wanting to, no oomph or being busy was responsible for my standard run completion but 3 and only 3 got done.  I just don’t get why some days are so much better mentally and physically than others.  I mean I understand it but it just makes me sort of sad that I don’t live up to my great day capability every day.  I want to but it just doesn’t happen like I wanted or thought it should exactly when I wanted.  I haven’t reached the days where I’m forced to say I can’t and for that I”m grateful.  My hips get sore…more like the ball joint spot whatever that is.  I just call it my hips.  It hurts when I sleep on them for a long time too but there’s no meat there so who knows if it’s running, old age or just hypochondriatic disorder LOL.  Anyway, getting 3 done is a blessing and still qualifies as big fat check mark in the getting it done list.  For now  we thumbs up and move on to tomorrow to see what I can get done.  I’ll consider it a surprise that I look forward to unwrapping and putting in my daily scrapbook of “This is my life” because, well, this IS my life and I love it no matter what it brings me every day!

HAPPY RUNNING!

Being Grateful

my-boysToday I am grateful for this…my sons in my house.  My oldest is on my couch and my other son is sitting hanging out  .  Johnny started college in September and lives away and I miss him a lot.  James i get to see every day and that is wonderful.  I took this picture initially because I was so happy to be able to see them together all comfy on my couches but then it dawned on me that I should be grateful for another reason on this day.  It occurred to me that my son is home.  He didn’t enlist so he was never really away but as I enjoy him being home and my other son sitting next to him some mothers don’t get that  today.  Some miss their sons as they are away and some miss their babies who gave the ultimate sacrifice.  I am so lucky and so grateful.  As I sit here eating my banana and drinking my coffee with the ability to do whatever I want today,  I say  Thank You to all the veterans alive today and those passed on for sacrificing so I may sit here enjoying my sons and the semblance of my normalcy and happiness in a free world of this great nation.  As I ran today I ran further than my normal 3 miles as a little sacrifice.  It was only 4 so nothing amazing but it was hilly so it felt like a sacrifice I guess.  I thought about those who couldn’t run today and ran for them.  I thought about those who make my world free and ran in thanks and smiled knowing that I was going home to see my sons and that freedom doesn’t come cheap to others who provide it to me.  I am the luckiest person in the world right now.

3 Things

one-runSometimes life is so simple that when you have these moments of realization amidst the challenges that we face and the day to day tasks we take on, it stops us in our tracks.  I saw a video of @McConaughey at an awards ceremony recently and his little 3 minute speech was one of those moments for me.  I stopped to think about it.  In life there are 3 things that motivate him which we all should give thought to and define for ourselves.

  • We should have someone to look up to
  • We should have something to look forward to
  • We should have someone to chase (who is your hero)

These things seem so simple yet they are probably the three things we think about least.  Life is truly very simple when we step away from the craziness that we invoke upon ourselves each day.  We must work to eat and pay bills.  We have children who have the luxury of doing a million things that add to the busy life we call hectic. Those activities inevitably cost money and our hysterically boisterous commotion of a life just keeps going in circles while we wonder why we don’t have what we want.  Step away from that and define these three things for yourself and suddenly what you “need” will rise to the surface and lay a much more clear path to getting it.  There are nice to have’s and need to have’s and as a people we misclassify wants as needs, getting lost in a process the is superfluous at best.  Why do we refocus when people die using phrases like “life is short”  or “I wish I had”?  If we define our 3 things there will be less use of these statements because our focus will be much clearer.

These three things in part are what I think about when I run.  The road is a place for me to work shit out.  To think about my life and where I am going and how I am getting there.  I think a lot about priorities and try to de-clutter my mind with woulda coulda shoulda or things I don’t have to focus on what I do have.  I think a lot about what if I chased what I don’t have, would the grass really be greener or would I just realize that the sun was shining brighter at that moment over the fence.  Most likely the latter is true and I come back to center to appreciate all I have remembering what is really important in my life.  Running has been good to me in many ways.  It has reshaped a misshapen me in mind, body and spirit.  It has been my amazing therapist, councilor and friend in good and bad times and I owe my life to running quite literally.

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Whether you run or not doesn’t matter.  Yes, I think everyone should have some level of fitness, however the more important thing is finding your 3 things and simplifying your life.  Life is short and you should appreciate and enjoy it not just on occasion but every single day and give thanks for all you have.  Today is a great day to begin anew.  You just need to take the first step.

HAPPY RUNNING!

 

 

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