I will always be a runner. I am so happy to be a runner. I am so blessed to be a runner - to make use of God's gifts, my legs, my feet, my arms and to feel true joy from it. It is something I unequivocally LOVE. Running is in my heart, in my soul and is truly a part of who I am and my identity. Notice though that I did not say running if who I am, because it is not. It is a small part of who I am.
It has been the greatest metaphor in my life. It has taught me to never to take moments for granted. It has also taught me never to take myself seriously. I mean, its hard to think you are a superstar when you fall flat on your face atleast a few times a month. Running can bring you to your knees - I cannot tell you how many times I have been 10 miles away from home with no gas in the tank left to run back home. I have been in tears during a run, alot more than I have ever been in my life. I do leave every ounce of myself on the trail.
I have been dreading this morning - its a workout I call "triple-play" that I like to do a few times a week. However, I wanted to do an hour at full speed of all 3 workouts. Instead, I overloaded on the stairs and did not swim. I ran out of time and to be honest, the thought of spending 30mins washing my hair was more than a little daunting. I changed my t-shirt 3 times this morning - I was soaked to the bone. Have mercy on me - I wish it wasnt so hot!!
1000 stair sprints - this was pure torture, but the pain was worth it after I was done. 100 minutes
6.5 steady 8.40min/mile
I wish I had another 30mins - I cant cool off unless I get some laps in!
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