What does running mean to you?
To me, running means a clear mind.
It means sweat, sore muscles, and wanting to give up.
It means running buddies and new friendships.
To me, running means sprints, hills, long distances, and a stopwatch.
It means proving to myself that I’m capable of anything I set my mind to.
It means sweat and never ending piles of laundry.
To me, running means accomplishment.
It means picking up my feet, one lead foot after the other.
It means encouraging nods at strangers as they run in the opposite direction.
To me, running means staring at a map, trying to figure out how I can turn 5 miles into a perfect square.
It means KT Tape, ice packs, and foam rollers are always with arms’ reach.
It means a goal with small, measurable steps that I get to check off week by week.
To me running means bad tan lines and aching legs.
Most of all, it means empowerment. It means showing up for myself day after day and proving to others that they can too. I run because it’s a mental, physical, and emotional challenge. I don’t always want to put my running shoes on, my legs are constantly tired, and the self-doubt didn’t go away just because I became a personal trainer. It’s all still there. But so is the sense of pride and accomplishment at the end of each run. Running is a workout for my mind, body and soul.
Will you support me?
This fall, I’m joining forces with If Girls Ran the World to raise money for organizations that empower women globally. I’ve chosen to support Girls on the Run because their vision reflects why running is so important to me: “We envision a world where every girl knows and activates her limitless potential and is free to boldly pursue her dreams.” If you want to support me in my efforts, please go to my page, If Girls Ran the World, and give whatever you can. Can’t give right now but know a friend or family member who might connect with my story? Share this post with them! I truly appreciate any way that you can help me spread the word.