The stillness.

I went for a run today. It was quiet and peaceful, my path looped me through the cemetery and the BOCES campus. The first half mile was up hill at a steady incline, and I was proud that I pushed though. I saw very few people and enjoyed focusing on each stride and the sound of my breathing. I used to run with music, but I found that it distracted me from the calm that running gives me. When music is running through my head I focus on it, when I should be paying more attention to my surroundings and whatever internal battle I need to work out.

What was meant to be a two miles, turned into 3.4. The stillness was too wonderful, I simply wanted to continue, to push on. Tomorrow I will be a little sore, but in a way that is part of the fun. Hopefully this week I can make the time for a few more evening runs, after all, I need to earn every scoop of ice cream.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.



When I go for runs I have to remind myself that going faster does not move the mile marker any closer. No matter how fast or slow I go a mile is a mile. I think this is a concept that is important to carry through to other parts of our lives. Too often we think if we hurry here or there, get this or that faster it will help us achieve a goal sooner than we expect. Unfortunately that is very rarely true. In fact the opposite seems to occur more than not. Our desire to move forward and achieve our goals sometimes leads us down the wrong path making our achievements more difficult and our goals further away than before.

The plan is already in motion. God already has us working in the correct direction long before we know what we want. I know sometimes that is difficult to understand and wrap our heads around, but it does not change the truth. In the end every ache and pain, tear and sleepless night will be worth it. His plan is better than yours.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.


Functioning on less than five hours of sleep is not fun. In hopes of a getting good nights sleep tonight I went for a run today. I forced my way thought three miles. It is the longest run I’ve done since fall and I have a feeling that tomorrow I will be very sore. My current hope is if my body is as tired as my brain that nothing would stop me from sleeping tonight. I guess time will tell if my strategy worked. I really hope so, because I have a long week ahead of me and a good nights sleep would be great.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.

Struggling down the road.

Today, for the first time in too long I went for a run. It was short. Before I was out down the road the idea of me going for a run felt silly. The good thing is that no one knows if you are on mile one or ten when they see you struggling down the road. My pitiful run was only two miles, but to me, today, it was so much more.

Lately I have felt like a stranger in my own skin. My hope was that getting outside and moving would help me start to feel like myself again. Right now I am sore, tomorrow it will be worse, but hopefully after a few more runs it will begin to be second nature once again. This summer I want to challenge myself. I want some amazing hikes and possibly some races. Right now, I am no where close to being able to achieve these things, but in time I will be.

Today was step one of many.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.


This winter I have been far too lazy. No matter how I try to guilt myself into going to the gym or putting on my running shoes the result has been the same, but today I decided that I had no excuse. I already had swim lessons so I figured I might as well get in and go for a swim myself. At the moment I think it was a great decision, there is nothing like a swim to give you time to think and get some energy out. However, over the next few days as the soreness sets in I may have a different perspective.

This summer I want to put in the effort. I want to be able to run a few races and finish strong, instead of just finishing. It would be nice to push myself further than I thought possible and maybe achieve the goal I set for myself last year. We are always our own worst enemies, but that does not mean we should be defeated.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.


I ran today. It was the first time in far too long and the short two miles felt like 10. But the important thing is I pushed through and am excited about the prospect of another run later this week. I have been feeling slightly out rhythm and unmotivated with myself and I was pretty sure getting back into a work out routine would help. With one run down I already feel more in sync. I hope the beautiful weather continues so I can enjoy lots of runs in the near future.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.

Winter run.

Today was actually an acceptable temperature. Instead of the single digits we have endured for weeks it was a welcome change. Because of the cool temperatures I have refrained from running, and it has been a little sad, so today I decided I would run on my lunch. It was a nice change of pace. There were beautiful flurries in the air and the sun was shining just enough. I would never say it was an amazing run, but I was thankful for the chance.

I have missed spending time outside. After a summer of hiking I got used to the fresh air and the summer sun. I often find myself counting the days till the warm weather is back again. Unfortunately, this is New York so there are still plenty of cold days yet to come, but hopefully there will be a few more nice winter days for some outside fun.

Tomorrow will be a little bit easier and I will become a stronger me everyday.