Category: Girls on the Run
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Call Me Coach
I remember the first time one of my girls called me coach when I saw her out at the store. It was a powerful moment. I have a pretty strong reaction to being left out. Like, unreasonably strong. It’s an issue. I know. Plus I’m also one of these awkward introverts that really likes to…
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Learning How To Dance
I don’t remember who recommended this book to me. I think possibly Brene’ Brown in her audiobook, The Power of Vulnerability. (I listen to it monthly and continue to realize how much I have to learn from it.) Or it may have been the former CEO of one of the companies I work for, a…
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Running Unsupervised
I’ve been running road a lot. Like, “two full road marathons and one half in the last month” a lot. My body has been unhappy about that. So, I asked Kim if she’d like to go run Chestnut Ridge Trail Loop tonight. Just Kim. I didn’t ask anyone else. Just her. And me. Left to…
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Running Habit
My mom sent me this text message tonight. My dear sweet mother, who birthed and raised me, is heckling me. It seems I’ve developed a bit of a … reputation. In fact, I’ve run very few races this year that were actually my idea. In fact fact, I thought that I finished my 2018 organized…
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Confidently Insecure
So, this picture. I appreciate Jay Proffitt capturing a great action shot. I’m smiling and everything. I don’t do a lot of that. Especially while running. But. (You knew a but was coming, right?) But all I can see is grey hair and bags under my eyes. (Sooo much grey hair. My hair hasn’t seen…
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Chicago Marathoner
Chicago Marathon Or as we like to call it, Marine Corps Marathon training run. It’s one of the six majors. Did you know that? I didn’t. I mean, I figured it out after seeing how worked up people were getting about their training plans on the Facebook page. That was fun to watch. My training…
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Chicago Marathon Party In Corral L
Corral L There are 11 starting corrals in the Chicago Marathon. L is the 12th letter of the alphabet. That’s how far back they put me. 12th out of 11. In all fairness, Chicago chooses to skip the letter I. I assume this is just to screw with people like me who struggle with the…
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Awkward Hugging and Authenticity
I hugged the director of my division this morning. At my brand new job. She wasn’t prepared for a hug. She actually appeared to be going in for a handshake. But I hugged her. And then I shook her hand. This was only our second time interacting. Ever. (Yeah. That. Except that even after I…
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A Weekend Well Spent
It’s been a deliciously exhausting weekend. Friday night happy hour yoga with the magical Erica Austin of Roanoke Yoga where I got to enjoy a this gorgeous view. But when I yoga, I go hard. I’d painted my toenails for the specific purpose of trying to appear like a normal human for this yoga session.…
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Honoring My Capabilities
Saw one of my mountains on my way to watch my son’s soccer game tonight. I will forever claim these mountains as mine. I’m one week into Blue Ridge Double Marathon recovery. Let me tell you, the first few days were iffy. It’s possible that I posted a somewhat hysterical Facebook plea begging for advice.…