Growl.

I’ve been right,
I’ve been left,
I’ve been wrong,
I’ve been left
behind,
I’ve been up,
But mostly down.
-(middle class rut “new low”)

Sunshine. Trails. Rain. Trails. Trails. [TRAILS.] Earth between toes. Wind against face. No plan. No reason.

Someone PLEASE get me out of this box and drop me in the middle of the woods. I’ll have to bear crawl my way home, but that will suffice. As long as I’m not stuck in this bed!

I tried to walk without crutches today and I fell. It was not cool. My mind is getting warped and it’s only been a couple of days. Humans weren’t made to be caged. I feel caged.
I don’t wanna know what mr orthopedic has to say tmrw. I know it’s bad news. Grr. Sean says I can take up wheelchair ultras. Ha. Thx nag.

Everyone else says “chin up!” But everyone else doesn’t know the kind of pain a girl feels when she’s detached from her world- Her place. Her LAND.

“You always learn and grow.” I know…
You know. But does that mean anything really changes? Or do we learn, grow, and suppress? Maybe both.
Sad.
I want to run. Fast. Hard. Up and down the highest mountains and the toughest climbs. I want to hurt. I want to feel and move.

I just don’t want to be stuck!

Growl. Fun to talk to myself!!!!!! Ha

New Direction

So after a day of sulking in pain, being stuck in bed watching old movies, THINKING, and PRAYING, and finally just sitting still for a few hours.. My wheels started turning.

WHY would racing ultras not be in the works for me right now?
I know why. Because it’s self-serving.

WHY is something self-serving not in the works for me right now?
That’s easy. Just reread that sentence.

Too much focus on “me” is way toxic, and dangerous. Especially if I don’t realize it’s happening. When it starts to happen, even subconsciously, God smacks me down like a 4 year old in Kmart.

I learned a lot about life training to race Hinson and other races this fall. I definitely became a better runner and athlete, and (in my opinion though it doesn’t really count) a stronger person.
But that doesn’t mean a thing unless I put all of those life lessons I learned this year to good use.

Am I really making a positive and meaningful difference in the lives of others if I’m chasing my own dreams down? Nah.

So how can I remedy this? How can I bring my passion for running, racing, training, family, trails and LIFE all together in a way that pleases the God I live my life for?

Well.. I prayed about it while I sat here on my hurtin’ triple marathon+ injured and sore booty today, lol, and here’s what’s been flowing through my brain since:

It’s time for me to GIVE way more of myself instead of doing way more for myself.

I want to create some VERY low key, yet competitive, ultra races with 100% of proceeds going to various homeless shelters and food pantries in the Atlanta area. I have a few in mind.
I’m thinking maybe donations, and things like blankets, jackets, food, etc. as entry fees.

We have amazing trail systems here, like Yargo and Harbins, and all of us local runners have put together some crazy challenging routes to train on. I’d love to invite others to try their luck on some of our toughest training courses.

I have a huge amount of resources I can pull from to make it work. I also have some direct links to people in critical need, and ways to help them.

I’m going to keep moving in this direction and see where God takes it. Maybe it’s what He is wanting out of me. Maybe not. Only one way to find out. I’ll send out some emails today and go from there!