On Running

I thought I would talk about something that is becoming rather important to me. Something that is not my kitchenaid mixer (which I am in love with) or the coming of spring (which I am desperate for). I thought I would talk a bit about running. It has now officially been just over a year since I have begun running. And folks, I have not live a week since then without running at least once (usually 3x). It has taken me this long to call myself a runner.

I am not one of those people who loves it all the time. There are days when I curse the fact that I am sweating uphill, breathing in fumes from a passing truck.  Days when I wish I wasn't running because I have been scared shiteless by some stupid undergrad who (inspired by my running tights and it's contents?) has chosen to make a strange primal (and LOUD) sound while driving by. Sometimes for no good reason, my legs feel like blocks of cement. Sometimes I am just tired. And because I am new to being an athlete, pushing myself past my comfort zone still feels, counterintuitive to say the least.

 The best things about running?

1. I am someone who verges on anxiety and hyperactivity. Sometimes after a long busy day at work, I actually feel jittery (and exhausted at the same time). The only way for me to truly relax is to beat the energy out of myself by physical activity- running. And when I start to run, the voices in my head-    the to-do lists, the how can I help this kid, the shit! that paperwork is due by Friday, all those voices start out loud and important, and as I run they get quiet and they get shoved into perspective in the healthiest way.
2.  I feel better about my body. I feel stronger and a little bit leaner.
3.  I don't feel as guilty about eating ice cream. Very important.
4.  My kids see me as strong and athletic.
5.  I usually run on trails. It's incredibly peaceful.
6.  I didn't expect it but cobalt blue running tights complete me.