Today I was out running (day 14 of my #heroesrun365 streak), and I got to thinking. I had set out without music, which is always dangerous, giving me a lot of time to think.
Side note: I wore capris and a long sleeve top and ended up having to take the top off mid run. Is it still January?
I always dream up great blog posts while I'm running. The problem is, I end up forgetting them and then I sit in front of the computer with a blank stare on my face. Today's blog post stuck with me though. You see, I know who I am. I'm a normal mommy who works full time and runs.
I don't have some great inspirational story about how I lost a ton of weight.
I'm not some super speedy runner who wins races.
I'm not an awesome blogger that gets free stuff to review and giveaway.
I don't have a background in fitness with the ability to make killer workouts.
I'm not on a journey to reclaim muscles that got lost over the years.
I'm not a perfect eater that creates recipes with kale, chia seeds, and protein powder.
And I'm definitely not saying there is anything wrong with being any of those things.
If I'm being honest, which I strive to always be with y'all, I admire all of those types.
I'd love to have some great STORY to share about this road I'm on.
I'd love to be fast and win races and be able to tell you how to get faster.
I'd love to get free stuff and be able to share with y'all. (Hello Mizuno, Oiselle, Pro Compression...just sayin)
I'd love to be able to tell y'all how to get fitter and stronger.
I'd love to eat clean all.the.time and share with you how you can to.
But I can't, I'm not, and I don't.
And that's ok.
What's my point to all of this mess? Hell, I don't even know.
I guess I just wanted to share some of the thoughts I think while On The Run.