“Running is a sanctuary for me. It keeps me centered. I can’t take my cell phone or my computer. I can be unavailable and completely selfish.” —TF (via isensearunner)
No treadmill? Roads don't exist to be gawked at. No weights? Furniture. No machines? Gravity works wonders for crunches and push ups. No stair machine? Climb some real stairs, a tree, who cares just go UP. No money for healthy food? Then no money for poptarts. Coupon. Subway. Excuses? I can't hear you. Harsh? You don't see success by wishing. So get out and DO IT.
- what i say: i hate running
- what i mean: i dont love running. i adore it. i could never go a day without it or thinking about it. there is nothing more exciting that pr-ing, getting new running shoes or your coach telling you you had a good race. i love the adrenaline of the starting and finishing stretch and the agony and and inner competition myself in the middle of the race. there is nothing more beautiful to me than a sports bra tanline and having a headband that is strictly 'your running headband'. i take pride in my tattered feet. i take pride in the amount of water i drink. and i take pride in the fact that i am making myself proud everyday that i wake up early, lace up my shoes, and get lost in the run.
“My coach once said that everyone has good runs and bad runs. Good days and bad days. So we must learn to enjoy the good runs, and use that to push us through the bad ones.” —(via trackaholicsanonymous)