This is the post where I admit to being slightly ashamed to use the title “runner.”
I’ve been such a slacker, friends.
Doing a little running here. Kind of running there. But nary a consistent week to show for it. *hanging head in shame*
And if I am being honest here, and I always am with the Internets, I really just wasn’t into it. I know, right?!
NOT INTO RUNNING.
Surely the Apocalypse was soon to follow.
I am happy to report that slowly I’ve been able to pull myself out of that dark place where running wasn’t a priority and back into the light. Thank goodness, you know? Because I am pretty sure that I drove my husband batty.
Running has, and always will be, crucial to my overall mental well-being. I rely on a good run to give me
sanity, clarity, inspiration and motivation. I work in an incredibly creative industry and without inspiration… you’ve got nothing.
In order to pull myself back together I decided to set some running goals for the year:
- Running 500 – 1,000 Miles
- Running the Frederick 1/2 Marathon
- Running the New York City Marathon
- And possibly… Running the Disney Marathon
Big goals. No room for slacking.
Makes me feel better already.