Well it is official.

but it is a secret. don't tell anyone!

Runners World Half was a blast- I did the 5 and Dime (5k followed by a 10k).  I ran most of it- which was pretty awesome considering I haven't run in about a month.  But that is all going to change. It has to.

This weird thing happens when i run by myself- weird good- not weird bad.  I feel at peace.  Even when i struggle.  Even when i want to stop and walk.  Even when i do stop and walk.  At the end of the day- it is for me.  Even if i don't meet a goal distance, or a goal time, or look cute doing it, I am beating the pants off everyone that doesn't try.

I tried. and i am going to continue to try. for me.

I like getting lost in running. not while running. in running.  some people when they run, they run to deal with their problems- to think them through.  when i run i count.  sometimes by 3 or 5, sometimes just prime numbers (a little OCD much??).  I guess you could say i run from my problems.  but it works for me.

for me.

i had dinner with a friend and conversations all revolved around the need to keep something in your life that you do for you. and only you. to keep your mind. your body. and your soul. healthy.  some people may call it soul searching.  I'm not lost. this is a journey.  i have been a lot of places. but i have never been lost. i have been evolving.

for me. into me. for me. (and maybe Lucy cause she is so frickin' cute).