You guys are simply amazing. Right now, there are over 60 miles that will be completed over the course of Friday, Saturday and Sunday, in memoriam of my brother. I am totally blown away by your support; I appreciate each and every one of you. Thank you, so very much. If you’re reading this post and would like to know more of what I’m talking about, please visit this link.
The past 48 hours have been downright surreal and incredibly motivating. Your words, your thoughts, your blogs and tweets have all hit a certain nerve in the center of my brain that hasn’t seen the light of day in weeks. Paired with Pacific Northwest mystery weather (currently gorgeous), getting out and going on a run has been much easier.
Many things have been coming out of the woodwork lately; showing themselves to me at a time when I needed it most. A song on the radio, a phone call from a friend saying they care, or looking at old photos. I get stuck in ruts way too often, and I sincerely think that my surroundings are telling me to get out there. Coming out of the first trimester fog could not have come at a better time. From here on out, getting out for a run or heading to the gym will hopefully be something that is just engrained in my day – unquestionable and unwavering.
Anyway, I’m lacing up now and will be running once the little one wakes up from her nap. Earlier today I was listening to running cadences, of course done by members of the military. I swear I was back at basic training. Good times