Running

Midterms week has been crazyy, and I have tons of work to do. But I wanted to take a second to blog tonight. Tons of stuff has been happening lately and I've gotten a bit side tracked. I came across this quote yesterday : "Running never takes more than it gives back." There has never been a truer saying written. It's so easy to get wrapped up in times and PRs and place numbers and to become fixated on small insignificant fractions of a second, that we begin to lose sight of the ultimate goal. Running always has been and always will be a competition against yourself. No matter the level of experience you have or lack, every stride is a fight against your body saying "no" over and over again. Having the heart and the drive to overcome those voices is a victory in itself. Lately I've been thinking I go to practice everyday to become a fraction of a second closer to my goal. I've kinda been missing the point. Running for me has never been about that. Great things have been happening for me lately, and I'm so thankful for that. But in the midst of the meddles and the honors and the attention, I sometimes need to ground myself. I have to remind myself what brought me here in the first place. After these four years are up, I'm never going to have the chance to hit these times again. I am however, going to have plenty of opportunities to fail. And when that happens, school records and first place championship times aren't going to matter. What will matter is my ability to pick myself up and keep moving forward... the real lessons I learn from running everyday.

Run for Her

Behind the hours and hours of training, the seconds and milliseconds, the PRs, the "runners take your mark", the coaches that believe in you, the teammates that support you, the wins and the losses, there's the little girl that fell in love with the sport. Run for her.

Thankful

Certain people have a way of turning up in our lives unexpectedly. And just like that, things change. Sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worst. And in the same way that people appear, others leave. It can end with a fight, or a goodbye, or a promise, or my least favorite, slowly without any reason at all, leaving you to wonder. We live in this long strand of moments, not really knowing what's coming next. We want things to be different, always, all the time searching for ways to make our lives better. Whether it be with a person, who left or who is yet to come. Or with grades. Or those couple extra pounds. It never ends. We never settle for what we've been blessed with, for what we wake up to every morning, for what is all around us and within us constantly. It's easy to overlook things.. To get down on ourselves when we fail. It's a little bit harder to be thankful for the opportunity to fail. Because it's something we take advantage of everyday. This post was inspired by one of my best friends, who just randomly popped in my room to say, thank you for being my friend. It got me to take a good hard look at the things I'm thankful for; the things I don't necessarily acknowledge on a daily basis. For that, I thanked her.

Song of the Week

"Supposed To Be"
Jack Johnson
Maybe it's up with the stars
Maybe it's under the sea
Maybe it's not very far
Maybe this is how it's supposed to be
This is how it's supposed to be
Maybe it's trapped in a jar
Something we've already seen
Maybe it's nowhere at all
Maybe this is how it's supposed to be
This is how it's supposed to be
Looking forward as we rewind
Looking back is a trap sometimes
Being here is so easy to do
If you want to