∆ Here, you will find a consistent Motivation for Fitness. Whether your choice in fitness involves weights, dance, gymnastics, pole, cycling, running, yoga, silks, swim, HIIT, contortion, cheer, crossfit or anything in between; you'll find it here. I haven’t really run since January. I’ve run a few times here and there, but never with my heart in it. More like the “because I’m supposed to” attitude that had overwhelmed just about every decision in my life (welcome to “battling” depression where by battling I actually mean pretending to be normal by doing the things I’m supposed/expected to do.)
But today was different. This whole week has been different. Since classes ended and school is over and I’m all kinds of an official scientist now (how cool is that?) my life seems to be back on the up. An intense upward spiral. Like, when I hit bottom I forget that I stashed a trampoline down there to protect me from the fall. Back up I fly.
My compulsive eating disappeared, quite literally, over the course of about 3 days. I feel… well adjusted. I found my corn kernel.
But anyway… onto my run. (item of note: this may bore the shit out of you, but since it’s a fitness post: you can’t complain. Neener neener neener.)
"As a runner, you have probably heard it all: “I only run when I am being chased.” “How can you just run?” “I hate running!” “I don’t understand how someone can run for fun!”
These comments make sense if you consider them from the perspective of a non-runner, but how are we to respond? How can we justify loving a sport that other athletes view as punishment?
From their perspective, it seems ludicrous to spend all this time trying to get good at what other athletes are forced to do when they are bad.
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Oh how I hate treadmills…
Seen at the London Marathon.
Thanks guys. We love you.
"When all else fails, start running. "
"Never underestimate the power that one good workout will have on your mind. Keeping the dream alive is half the battle. "
In case you can’t guess… I did my whole run with a pebble stuck under the ball of my foot. RABBLE RABBLE RABBLE!!!!
>_<
Also: This applies to life. Sometimes, once you fix the little problems, you realize they were actually the big problems all along.
"Truly, I love running. It’s who I am. It’s a part of me. Even if I can only run for 10 minutes, I feel whole and happy. And if everything else is falling to pieces, I go for a run, and I feel like things are going to be okay. "
"Without running, I would have missed the joy of rain. What could be considered an inconvenience or a bummer to the inexperienced is actually a gift. Without running, I would miss a lot of things—like seeing cities in a certain way, or knowing certain people all the way to the core. I’m glad we don’t experience life through glass, under cover, or from the sidelines. Good things take miles. "
"At first I was running just to lose weight, and then after about six months when I was increasing the distance of my long runs, I was intrigued and fascinated how the human body can go from barely able to run a mile to being able to run eight miles. "
Dear New England Weather,
Please make some decision as to what you want to do with your life. Or, maybe with your season. Hell, I’d be happy if you could figure out just a week.
Do you remember what you did today? No? Well, let me remind you. It went something like this (in this order)
- MOTHER FUCKING WIND!!!!
- RAAAAIIIIINNNNN!!!!
- Raise the temp by 40°F (bringing us up to 61°F)
- Mmmm… rain
- meh. clouds.
- MOTHER FUCKING WIND!
- Wind…
- RAIN AND WIND!!!!
- ::pause for dramatic effect::
- SUN!!!!!!
- ermergerd more sun.
- RAIN!!!!!!!
- Clouds
- partly sunny
- FOG!!! Haha!
- Rain
- Drop temperature by 50°F
This is not very conducive to my fitness productivity. Nor my sanity. Because, dear Weather, if I don’t go for a nice long run very soon… I’m going to kill you.
Love,
~Bonnie
if you live in the New England area and want to run the Spartan, they are have a $50 sale.
Enjoy!
As promised (after fighting with a new and unfamiliar editing program that I’m less than happy with and then waiting forever to upload) here is the video of (some) of my trail.
I wish the editing had come out better. The program I used wouldn’t let me do transitions they way I wanted, so I mostly had to skip them. They wouldn’t allow me to place transitions between clips but forced me to put them ON the clips. Which made my voice overlap. Boo. Oh well.
Notes for the future: don’t start yapping as soon as I hit record!
Also: sorry it ended up being so long. My intention wasn’t to turn this into a made for TV movie… but I’m a natural born yapper! XD
(Source: motivationforfitness)
I filmed a video of my run. It was so pretty that I went back (just for you guys) and ran it again.
I took a few 1 minute videos I’m going to string together and post shortly. I hope you’ll enjoy it! (I sure enjoyed running it twice!)
Maybe it’s strange, I know this is an image of two cliffs and it’s meant to insight the feeling of needing to leap, jump, spring to action to get where we want to be…
But I look at this and instead, my eyes see a road. I see a person standing in the grass, looking down the road and wondering where it leads.
What we want to be doesn’t come after one leap of faith. It comes from running, walking, crawling down that unknown road towards what we want. Maybe we don’t even know we want it. But we trudge on anyway. Through the puddles, the potholes, the bad weather, the crazy drivers who don’t see you, dog poop, bitey flies… but also through fields of goldenrod, lilies, dragonflies, farms with horses and llamas, all the sweet smells of a world alive and waiting for us to take it.
What we want to be doesn’t come to us after one powerful leap, but after a long, long, exhausting run through the best and worst life can throw at us.
Trudge on my friends. I’m right here with you.
(Source: teamstroupe, via functionalfitnessfreak)
