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My Favorite Shoes I Barely Wore

When I was fourteen-years-old I joined my High School’s Track Team. Impressing my classmates with my agile Kenyan-like abilities, I won the team’s MVP award and garnished the nickname “Jackrabbit Jackie” for my hare-footed speed. 990 more words

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Behind Those Pictures

Recently I read this ESPN article on University of Pennsylvania runner Madison Holleran, a star runner and student-athlete who struggled from depression and committed suicide in 2014 when she jumped from the 9th level of a parking garage. 383 more words

Running

1-mile-run + New Shorts....Yay.......

Hai ppls!

*sigh* The 1-mile-run is tomorrow…. I’m honestly convinced that I won’t survive. Being super honest here, I’m more like a couch potato (or twig since I barely have any meat on me….) because I’m more of a Harvest Moon, Anime, (NOT) exercising person… The very last person you’d see running in a 1-mile-run to be blunt (and the last person you’d want to see driving a car, but that’s for a blog in the near future). 147 more words

Randomness

Citronelle Clinic Athlete of the Month, Tyler Bell.

Congratulations to Tyler Bell who was chosen as the Citronelle Clinic Athlete of the Month! Tyler is a senior, multi-sport athlete at Faith Academy… 58 more words

TRACK MEET DAY!

Track Meet…TRACK MEET…track meet.  Two words I dread.  While my kids on the high school track team train for it, hurt for it, make friends because of it, build confidence with it, eat better, sleep better, stay on top of their homework for it, talk about it, look forward to it, dream about it, proudly wear the uniform for it…as a parent, I dread it.  538 more words

A Family With Teenagers

Catharsis in 4.22

4.22 miles                                 52.21                                     367 calories

Total = 12.67 miles

Freezing rain and family crisis may have thwarted Saturday’s miles, but Sunday came and brought with her the opportunity for a new shot at pretty much everything. 948 more words

Day 2...Day off?

It wasn’t a run day, but it was a thinking day nonetheless. I wish that someone had invented one of those sci-fi machines that would transcribe my thoughts into text while I run or bike or swim because I swear I come up with some pretty good stuff while I do those things. 1,180 more words