Remember being a little kid on a teeter totter? So long as the kid on the other side was relatively the same size, you could bounce up and down endlessly. It was a grand time.
Each week, since forming the Accountability Project, I’ve set a word or phrase as my mantra. It can change mid-week, but it is a daily reminder of where my focus lies.
I remember standing backstage at a beauty pageant when I was five years old. I was awaiting my turn for an interview in front of a few hundred people. Not truly knowing what it meant to be nervous, my mother says to me, “You’ll do great sweetie. Just be yourself.” Even my five year old self wondered what that meant.
Be fierce in the pursuit of your goals but flexible about the methods.
I don’t believe in New Year, New You. I don’t believe in resolutions. I don’t believe that you should re-invent yourself, as if the current you isn’t good enough. I do, however, believe in loving yourself as you are. Right this very moment.
I walked into my doctor's office, down a long hallway, removed my shoes, and stepped on the scale. It read '173lbs.'
It is a funny feeling to get dressed for a run and realize how wrong you’ve been...
I walk into the gym on a Sunday night. I've been stressed. I need this. Mentally ready to smash this workout, I turn on the appropriate music, Christina Aguilera. Headphones go in and I'm ready to tune out.
I almost didn't write this post in fear of being a part of a cliche. It is entirely non-running related, but is a huge part of my life. This week always makes me take a step back and appreciate all that I have, all that I am, and each and every wonderful person in my life.
Fall in the Pacific Northwest means sunsets by 4:30 and rain on the daily. It means doubling up the dose of Vitamin D, warm beverages, and a loss of motivation when it comes to running...what?