Today I received a much anticipated phone call, hive. The phone call I’ve been waiting on for a pretty long time… SIX months to be exact. After I hung up, my brain processed the information I’d just received in this exact order:
My dress came in today.
Oh my God.
MY DRESS CAME IN TODAY.
I AM FREAKING OUT.
Yes, I’m freaking out from happiness and giddiness and girly fun, but I’m also freaking out because… y’all… that dress is going to be snug. And I just said “y’all,” so you know it’s serious.

Awesome typography via Neuarmy
It’s a classic bridal story really… I ordered a dress in one size, and now I’m afraid I’m another size. What’s a girl to do?
GET HER BUTT IN SHAPE!
I’ve mentioned before that I’m a runner at heart. I love to run as far and for as long as possible. But lately, I’ve been lacking motivation. Why? Well, I think a lot of it has to do with being burned out. Last fall, I ran a TON of races (marathons, half marathons… anything I could sign up for). And while it was a lot of fun at the time, by January, my body was basically begging for recovery.

Me, Sparks, and Sparkler Bro after the Chicago Marathon…

…and Sparkler Bro and me crossing the Marine Corps Marathon finish!
So I took a break.
A month off turned into 2 months, into 3 months… and now it’s May. And the feeling of being “burned out” turned into feelings of resentment towards racing in general. Why did I have to be the best? The fastest? Or achieve a new personal record with each race? Somewhere in my recovery, I had forgotten why I like to run at all.
So today (with a big white dress in the back of my mind) I’m vowing to get back to the heart and soul of running. Where I not only love to run, but I’m doing it for the right reasons. Not to be the fastest, not to always get a better time than the last… but to feel good about myself and to really connect with the road again. And to fit into that dress!!!
I’ve got about 5 weeks until I pick up the dress from my Mom’s house, so I think this is an achievable goal. I’ll be keeping you posted!
Any other runners out there? How did you get back to the “basics” of running? Did anyone else just get the call that their dress came in?




















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