I may or may not blame this post on having the “taper crazies.”

You guys. I’m normally a pretty even-keel person. Maybe not in my youth, but as I’ve grown older and wiser I usually don’t let much bother me. And I try to keep my blogspace pretty upbeat because frankly, who the hell wants to a read a blog from someone who’s angry, cranky, or down? Not me.

Having said that, I’ve had a few things on my mind that just bug the [choose your own expletive here] out of me, and I feel like I need to vent it out or else it’s going to eat away at my face for evermore. And then my selfies won’t be nearly as entertaining. Or maybe more so?

Either way…

Let’s get down to business.

First and foremost, let’s get something straight — I don’t run for you. I run for me. I run for only me. I set insane goals for myself to see if I can achieve them. And not only will I achieve them, I will be proud of myself when I do achieve them. I don’t have much going for my life right now besides being a parent and fortunate enough to stay home with my babies while they’re young. I don’t contribute any money to the household, which I’m sure annoys my husband to death, and I don’t have a job that I’m constantly trying to do better or work toward a promotion or bonus. So the only thing I DO have is running.* It’s my freedom, it’s my fun, it’s something that I can work toward now. It may not be a resume builder, but it’s me, I love it, and that’s awesome. 

*Don’t get me wrong — I am fortunate and LOVE my life, and I’m thrilled that I’m able to stay at home with my little peeps. I just need some alone time every now and again.

In real life, I don’t bring up my running in every day conversation. If someone asks me about it, I will tell them. And if you’re within earshot and it seems like all I talk about is running, it’s probably because people just want to know what I’ve been up to or what my next insane race will be, and you just happen to be there at the right place at the wrong time. I get that it’s annoying as hell to be talked to about a topic that you’re just not interested in, especially over and over again.

Fortunately for both of us I have this blog so I can talk about running as much as I want. And if you don’t want to read about my running, you can skip to my next post which is probably something about food or mommyhood. And if you don’t like food or you’re not a parent, maybe my blog isn’t for you. I don’t see how that’s even remotely possible since obviously my blog is fantastic, but we’re all entitled to our own opinions.

Look, I’m not even a crazy runner. There are people out there running 30 miles. 50 miles. 100 miles! That’s not me! (Yet.) I’m just trying to challenge myself, stay in shape, get some MUCH NEEDED alone time from my kids, and be a positive role model to whoever needs a positive role model.

So please, find it in the kindness of your heart to not:

I work damn hard for every stinking mile. I’m not cocky (this post excepted). I’m not fast. I enjoy being outside and running solo or with friends. There’s a small possibility that I love running clothes and shoes, but it could be a lot worse. (Ahem, husband…) I could be wishing for diamonds, expensive purses, or heels and dresses — which I can assure you are significantly more expensive than my last-season bargain-priced shoes I continue to buy every 300-500 miles. And those are a lot cheaper than the physical therapy I would need for wearing worn-out, non-supportive shoes.

And my 13.1 sticker? It’s not on my car to “show off” to the non-runners of the world. It’s for me. Because I did it. 

xo

How about YOU? Is there something that irks you to no end? 

Do you get any negative vibes about your choice of physical fitness (CrossFit, yoga, running, etc.)?

P.S. I may or may not blame this post on having the “taper crazies.” So there’s that.