A Running Mom

I’m struck by clarity when I run. I mean really struck. Like bolt of lightening struck. It’s an amazing feeling to have an issue clobbering me for days and then shazzam, I go for a run and I get it. I don’t know if that means I have a bit of glue stuck in my head, my heart or my neurological pathways, that keeps me from processing issues to their completion, or if for me, running just makes me focus on whatever is most on my mind so I deal with it!

I listened to a friend tell me the story of finding some questionable items in her husband’s pile of debris from his pockets that made her worry that he might be cheating. I remember as she told me, we were at the 4-mile marker of a 6-mile run. We had reached the top of a hill. I looked at her. I knew. She was right. I didn’t know her or her husband that well, but her suspicion had to be right on. I just knew it.

I spoke to another friend during a very quick run about her need to leave her husband. She couldn’t bring herself to do it yet. But she felt strongly that she needed to act. I felt in my toes that she was absolutely correct.

And then another friend confided in me that she knew she loved this fellow and that they were to marry. Not right away. But she knew he was the one. I was the only one she told. And yes, she shared this with me while we ran a quick, 2-mile run on a warm, spring day.

Maybe we all get a little clarity on a good run. Go out and get yours today. I’m off to find mine.

May your next run be a good one.

Rebecca

We visited friends in Philly this weekend. We had a blast telling stories, eating yummy food, and watching the kids have fun together after not seeing each other for years. Best thing for me was that I got in a good run right in the middle. I didn’t have a lot of time, since I didn’t want to disappear for too long. So I took off in search of the best hill I could find. It was just a mile away. A gradual climb at first and then a steep finish, for about a half a mile. Perfect. Plus, in true Philly fashion, it offered me views of hills, historical homes and happy people. I loved it. I ran pretty fast and pretty hard for 30 minutes. For me, it was just what I needed to enjoy sharing more stories, eating more food and having fun playing with all six kids!

Go Steelers!

May your next run be a good one.

Rebecca

A Running Mom :: 2009 :: January ::
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Me no running tomorrow - 0 degrees with wind chill. Not for me. So I’m using my running time to plan a family vacation. Just thinking about it makes me warm!

We love this place. Here… hope it works for you!

kiawahresort.com

May your next run be a good one.

Rebecca

I’m absolutely pumped about The Pittsburgh Marathon this year. Not sure if I’ll be able to run the whole thing, since my knee still bugs me, but I do know this: I am running that day in some way. And I cannot wait! It’s going to be such a thrill! Here’s why:

We’re all going to be celebrating the Marathon’s return to Pittsburgh. This city needs some attention paid to it for fitness. For the character of the city. The unique people. The neighborhoods. The culture. And at a time when marathons across the country keep popping up everywhere, it seems quite fitting for Pittsburgh to recognize the importance of keeping ours on the books.

Have you signed up yet?  Think you don’t have enough time to train?

I’ve always used the program mentioned here, and I’ve always enjoyed a comfortable, rewarding race. I don’t win. But I enjoy it. And I am not walking funny the next day because my training wasn’t robust enough.

Check it out:

Hal Higdon’s MARATHON TRAINING GUIDE.

May your next run be a good one. Happy New Year!

Rebecca

My plans for running 3 times last week as an effort to keep at bay the possibility of any extra turkey/pie/yummy food poundage was completely outweighed — lol — by my absolute need to chat with my peeps. My family. My nephews. Nieces. Brothers. Sisters. Children. MOM. There were 60 of us after all! But the combination of late nights, a few beers, and a ton of catching up with family, kept me away from my shoes. They sat in the corner and laughed at me.  

So? Tomorrow is the day. The kids go back to school and I get to run! Whenever I want (sort of)!  I can’t wait for that feeling… you know the one… you’re running after days of inactivity. You feel fabulous because you’re all rested without any muscle soreness from any recent workouts. You’re antsy to get out because you’re full of extra energy from all the imbibing. You feel guilty from all the imbibing. You can’t wait to feel tired and exhausted. You feel like you can run forever. So you run longer than you ought. Your mind starts to slough off all the nonsense from days of lethargy. Your head starts spitting out great ideas. You start thinking clearly. Peacefully. You just breathe deeply and sweat. And sweat.

Yeah. That run. I can’t wait.

Today I feel like yuck. Tomorrow I’ll be back.

So think of me. Tomorrow. It’s gonna be good.

May your next run be a good one.

Rebecca