The miles, that is. Somehow, as you all know, I survived running 22 miles on Sunday. It’s kind of a wordy post, so I tried to add as many pics as possible (even though I hardly took any on my run) and a little tune for you I’m liking weird music these days, don’t judge. . . .
Everything has an ugly truth. Especially running. I warn you that there are some cringe worthy pictures in the post, including gnarly feet. So let’s get right to it. 1. Running SUCKS sometimes. You are not the only one that thinks this. Sure, you might see an amazing instgram photo of someone running and they . . .
This past weekend was spent in Vancouver with some of the greatest people I know. Kendyl and I arrived Friday morning, hung out all day, then met up with Emma, Heleana, Marie, and Jenna and then things got a little boozy.. and by that I mean quite a bit (no shame, we all do it). . . .
Mannnnnnnn let me tell you – running 18 miles makes you hungry! This morning I woke up from being hungry. Not from getting enough sleep or because my alarm clock went off but because my stomach was eating itself (or so it seemed). Don’t even get me started on how hungry I was yesterday. I had an . . .
Yeah.. that happen yesterday and I thought I was going to die. Okay, well maybe not completely but MAN THAT IS FAR. My head was thinking, “Damn, you are a beast! And you totally survived that!” But my legs were yelling, “I hate you, I reallllyyyy hate YOU. Don’t ever do that again, EVER.” So . . .
1. I have a pair of really old running pants that have a permanent stench to them. I still wear them on runs when I go on my own. I guarantee that it would not be pleasant to run with me, but I can’t throw them away – they are still perfectly fine otherwise. They . . .
Does it feel like a long weekend? To be perfectly honest, it sure didn’t/doesn’t for me! I think it only feels like a long weekend if you have a Monday-Friday job and actually have this weekend off. For the past um, well, 18 years of my life this past weekend meant going back to school. . . .