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Strong, sexy women being women.
Finish Strong
One week and three days ago I ran my first half marathon. Which, to many of you, is just a regular morning run, but to me it meant that I did something that I never thought I was capable of doing. I’ve written before about why I didn’t think I could do this, but I do think that for the sake of blatant honesty, I should briefly overview how this unlikely it was that I actually finished this race. Here’s a quick timeline: [Read more…]
Failure / Perfection
The other day I was running, had a mental breakdown and started crying, had to stop and go home. Outdoors. In public. Why? Because I was having the worst run of my life while watching people in Central Park make long, smooth beautiful glides and it hit me again that I’m just not good at running. .25 miles later and all I could hear was my own voice in my head that kept saying, “You’re so bad at this. You are SO bad at this.” and then .5 miles after that I stopped because I could not make myself run one more step, started crying and walked out of the park. Complete defeat. It didn’t last long, I just walked it off and called it a day, but when I made myself think about why I let that happen, I found a pattern that I was allow to flourish that doesn’t do me, or you, any good.