Just Run


Photo Credit: Seth Macey

There are so many healthy living blogs, articles, Instagram accounts, Facebook pages, and other social media outlets that give you advice on how to become a runner. And I used to obsess over every single one.

But then I quit. Cold turkey. Because the best advice I ever got was, “just run.”

It’s really that simple.

Believe me, in the beginning, my “running” was not what most would consider a good run. I got winded at the quarter-mile mark and I’d stop. But I persevered, I kept going. Each day I’d get on the treadmill or pound the pavement and I’d run. I didn’t quit.

And then something extraordinary happened. Eventually, those quarter-mile runs turned into half-mile runs. And the half-mile runs turned into mile runs. And I kept going. I wouldn’t stop. Because the longer I did it, the better I got at it. Running takes time.

It doesn’t matter if you run for 2 minutes or 2 hours. It doesn’t matter whether you’re training for a marathon or doing it just to be healthy. The whole point of being a runner is to run.

On those days when I had no motivation, I’d whisper to myself, “just run.” And I would. That was all it took to motivate me to get moving again. Even if I had been running a few miles each day, those less-ambitious days I’d “just run” even if it meant only a quarter-mile.

Two little words and my life has been transformed. It truly is that simple.

Just run.


More Renos – Day 2


Day 2 and this is what you get when people renovate a house and don’t know what they’re doing. They punched a hole in my wall. Assuming the entire wall was made of concrete and there was no space to get wires around the walls, they ended up going through the walls. Until I showed them the 1-inch space between the concrete and drywall.  

But still, there’s now a hole the size of my fist in the downstairs wall. Granted, the electrician talked to his boss about the situation, but he obviously didn’t explain himself thoroughly and they all came to the wrong conclusion about how to deal with the situation. And then I showed them the right way. 

And then I talked directly to the owner of the company. He was good about it and said he’d pay for the repairs. But, still, this shouldn’t have happened in the first place.

Anyway, the electrician showed up at 8am (which was nice to see!) and he worked hard all morning (even nicer!), and he worked through his coffee break (do people even do that anymore??). When he returned after lunch, he worked hard again and got almost everything done. Until we discovered the hole in my son’s wall downstairs. Regardless, it was nice to finally see a service person showing up and working their ass off to get a job done.

One more day and this should all be finished. Yay!