Adventures of a marathon girl

Hi y'all I'm probably gonna be the most impopular person this orb we call earth has ever seen (okay I can think of a few humans worse than me but still...) most people will not like my next sentence and I'm probably gonna break some feeble little feelings but I don't care. I need to say this: SUMMER SUCKS BALLS!! Why? Well first off: it is either too hot to have a nice run which means you have to get up at ungodly hours just because you do have that training sessions going on because fuck yeah...marathon ain't gonna frekkin run itself..OOOOR all hell ends up right above your head leaving you drenched to the bone and completely moritified because of that incredible thunderstorm you got caught up in. And than there's the BUGS. So many frekking bugs....My arms have been under attack by f if I know what kind of asshole bug but it ITCHES....soooooo badly....it itches like there's bugs crawling under my skin. I am not kidding you!! AND to top it off....I ATE A

Hi y'all, When in training for a marathon not all is fun and games and as I once again noticed just last week running is very much a state-of-mind thing next to a fit-thing. And I had a decent encounter with quite a life-lesson called disappointment. The entire week seemed to be steering towards the subject of it and I found myself in conversations on the subject regarding running and real-life. Why? Because I threw in the towel on my long run last Sunday. I just couldn't get to the let-it-go and push-through part of my brain and my legs seemed to go through some kind of spontanious combustion thing. The entire run left me frustrated, in pain and very disappointed. That kind of frustration is something I learned to go through and let go of it quickly because there's literally no use crying over spilled milk is there? But than someone threw this quote at me and I got kinda angry Why? Simple: first of all I do hold standards and yes I expect great things from me and