Sprinting Through Life

i miss being good at running lol

this is picking up notes again so let me correct myself because i’m so beyond attaching value to my running abilities. you know what i miss? enjoying running. i miss loving it. i miss having running as a best friend, as therapy. as something that made me love myself, not something that reminded me of my inadequacies. i miss the love i had before it broke me again and again & reduced me to failures and timed measurements of my value as a human being. i don’t care if i’m ever good at running again. i just want to love it.

You don’t realize how much running means to you until you can’t.

honestly i am constantly falling out of and back in and back out of and back in love with running.

i am trying SO unbelievably hard to love running again.

“you approached like it was heavy, so it was.”

i associate this quote most with…RUNNING, and workouts, and races. approach them feeling light and excited and with the belief that you have worked hard to run fast.

i am not kidding you i LIVE BY this quote. running, school, relationships, everything. if you believe it’s going to be hard, you’re probably right