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Fight Song

I love fight songs. It started back in high school where we would sing loud and proud to “We Will Rock You” at football games. We’d stomp our feet, clap our hands, and sing the fight song with every piece of energy we had. We bonded. We united. We became “us” in the land of us against them. Fight songs rule. The players on the field would hear the crowds roaring in encouragement and feed off the energy and fight for the final goal. Fight for the win.

My current "fight song"
My current “fight song”

Historically, Eminem, Katy Perry, Rhianna, Sara Evans and a few others have joined the voices in my head with their fight songs. But

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Commitment. Triathlon in Traverse City MI

Me with my boys after last year's triathlon
Me with my boys after last year’s triathlon

DANG IT!!! I did it again. I committed to doing the Traverse City Triathlon then decided I wasn’t going to do it. Then, at the last minute, decided I was going to do it. This would be fine if I was talking about a commitment to mow the lawn, volunteer at a soup kitchen, or recycle every week. Not so much when the commitment is a triathlon. Yet, that’s what I did.

I am a pusher. I challenge people. I get them to do crap they normally wouldn’t do because…let’s face it…we’re all a bunch of insecure chickens at heart. We typically talk ourselves out of doing something long before we’ve even attempted to try it. I believe in you. I know you can do more (and yes, I mean you) than

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Holiday Traditions (and a Turkey Trot)

Holidays can be a time of great joy or great angst for people. It’s often forgotten that others may feel differently about a holiday than others and I want to take a moment (as a person experiencing great change) to encourage patience and understanding for those that experience change, are forced into new traditions, or walk willingly into new traditions.

Thanksgiving has always been my most favorite of holidays. My kids ask me why it’s not Christmas and my answer is simple: Thanksgiving is one day that is set aside to be grateful and appreciative of what we have. It’s not about getting stuff or giving stuff–it’s an opportunity to truly sit back and be thankful for what we have (and sometimes, what we do not have). We are taking time to

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Friends. The family we get to choose

Friends.

The people that we individually selected and asked to join our lives because we believed our lives would be better if they were in them. Most friends make us better; some make us worse; and some make us great. My guess is that if you absolutely HAD to put a label on your friends/family you’d know who is an asset and who is not. The real challenge comes when you have to take action on those labels.

I have looked around my inner circle and I’m saddened by those that

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Running in the Dark


The day started as they normally did; a restless night’s sleep followed by an early morning with the Things before taking them to school, but something was not as it should have been. It was pecking at the corner of my brain like a black crow on roadkill…cannibalizing my mind. I was pacing in my house like I was caged and knew that I had to workout to work through it further and get to the root of the angst-of-the-day. I kicked around which workout to do (either Turbo Fire or Insanity Asylum) but I didn’t think what was going to be long enough to help me work through it. I opted for a run.

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Truth & Lies. Marriage & Divorce. Kids. Yeah………

The voices in my head were LOUD today. Deafening. And before you contact my local authorities, you should know that I love the voices in my head and have no intention of taking a pill to send ’em packing. They amuse. They educate. They resonate. They make me look at me in a way that brings about growth and change. They’re AWESOMESAUCE! Today they were begging for a run. Since my back is out and I can’t kick my own butt with my usual favs (Turbo Fire & Insanity Asylum), I obliged the voices with a run.

Going into it, I knew it was gonna be a long run (my voices and I needed to have a serious chat). As I began to find my stride, I felt a little relief. I had no idea why I was out there other than I knew the answers would come and, for right now, it was my job to juggle the questions. One of my fav songs of all time–running or not–is Till I Collapse–Eminem (explicit) . My feet are in a perfect rhythm for me. I’m pumping…I’m breathing…I’m angry. I’m not at my personal revelation yet, but I’m starting.

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