There are a thousand hacking at the branches of evil to one who is striking at the root. - Henry David Thoreau In both running and life, I see great benefit in identifying the root cause of a problem or complication instead of simply addressing the obvious symptoms. The occasional gloomy attitude of my eight year old may not necessarily...
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He is a beast that lurks in the corner, a vicious monster waiting for a weak and unsuspecting soul, a leviathan, powerful in both body and spirit. His name is FEAR. On his left, the demon of DOUBT stands at the ready. On his right, ANXIETY is firmly planted. In sync, these two support...
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I met Bart Yasso this weekend. Not only did I meet him, but I took a picture with him. Not only did I take a picture with him, but I tweeted the picture, he saw the picture, and he is now following me on Twitter. And it gets better…. And then Yasso, the man...
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I have always been selfish when it comes to running. When I run, I think. I ponder big things. I contemplate great risk. I brainstorm. I develop action steps. I solve the world’s problems…and I resolve to remember to try baking soda on the yogurt stain on the couch when I get home. I...
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*** I ran the Napa-to-Sonoma half marathon last Sunday and dedicate this post to all the men and women who didn’t think they could finish the race…but did. *** Dear Runner, You weren’t the fastest, but I found myself inspired by you more than those who crossed the finish line before me. I had...
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There is a lot of hurt in the world. It’s more than heartache or “bad days.†It is the “life and death” scenarios that I’m talking about. Young women are being raped in Africa. Children are literally dying from starvation in the Philippines. Men and women around the world are suffering through incurable diseases. It pulls...
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Eight years ago Friday, I took possession of the most important title ever bestowed upon a woman – I became a mom. I was 24 years old (go ahead…do the math). ‘Loving The Run’ isn’t the place to affirm my unconditional love for this firstborn of mine. You don’t want to hear how amazing my...
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It is on the trail that life makes sense to me. The cadence of my feet on the dirt…dancing over roots…jumping from rock to rock…the steep climbs…the single track path. I feel alive and whole in this place; away from concrete walkways, street lights and perfectly manicured lawns. Out on the trail, I push...
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Editor’s note: For months, Kelly has contributed the occasional guest post. Well, she’s a guest writer no more. Loving the Run is her home, and you’ll see posts from her every week. I hope you enjoy her writing as much as I do. To learn more about Kelly, check out her bio here. —...
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By Kelly It’s time to take possession, folks. It’s time to articulate your short and long term life goals. Figure out what you want, determine what you need to get there, and then take that first step. The time is now. Seriously, don’t wait any longer. Life is too short to reside behind a...
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Twice in as many weeks, I’ve used and heard the phrase, “We’re runners.†It has come with a knowing glance and a shrug, like a casual acknowledgement of being part of a secret underground society. Runners know things not understood by non-runners. We know why we force ourselves out of bed at 4am in...
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My first experience with trail running was in high school. I grew up in a small rural town, where we didn’t have sidewalks, couldn’t get pizza delivered and didn’t need our parents to accompany us as we roamed the foothills until dark. I lived across the street from an old-school baseball park, and on...
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