Why do I run you may ask?
I run for me, for my sanity, for my health, for my family. I run to think, to work things through in my head. I enjoy getting lost in my thoughts without interruptions because as a mom, so many of my thoughts get pushed to the side than often forgotten. Running is my “me” time. It gives me a chance to reconnect with my sanity and gives me more patience to be a better mom. It gives me time to ponder, what my next great adventure will be. It’s my time to better myself, to rationalize my thoughts and feelings, to fall in love with my husband all over again, because he makes it so it’s possible for me to run.
I run to show my daughter what “being healthy” entails. To show her and encourage her that being strong and healthy isn’t about being super model thin, that too thin is just as unhealthy as being “chubby” in her own words. I run so that maybe some day she will enjoy it as much as I do, and will want to venture out with me. I run in hopes that I will encourage my husband to venture down and stay on a healthy track with me. I run because I secretly like my husband thinking I’m crazy for running long distances. I run because I want to be around and watch my kids grow up and flourish. I run because I want many, many mores years with my husband.
I run for happiness, health, my family and me!