Showing up for the miles, showing up for your life.

Find the things that bring you joy and strength in this life, and do them often. I love this, I believe this, I’ve held onto to this strongly this year when things felt overwhelming. Running for me is so much more than a movement. Like many, it’s where I find clarity, peace, strength, love, and my favorite place to reflect and be inspired.

I am a believer in chasing big scary goals. But the truth is, some years the goal isn’t out of the ordinary. Sometimes the goal is just to show up as best you can each day. This year, my participation in the Mileage Club was far less about the mileage goal itself, but a fun way track my progress in a year in supportive/non competitive community. Today I’ll hit 1,000 miles- my mileage goal for 2017. Each of those miles mean days I said, “Let’s do this.”

Running this year was never convenient but always worth it.

About a week old newborn and newly 2 year old…and me wondering if I will always dress my new daughter in head-to-toe adorable while I’m in PJ’s and messy bun all day.

I didn’t start running until mid February of 2017 as I was recovering from a c-section in December. There isn’t really one right way to come back to running after having a child because each experience is different (that’s a whole other blog). I ran 4 weeks after my first baby, and I know some ladies that run 1 week after birth and others that don’t run for 6 months. Everyone is different!

Here’s me forgetting how small yet how much newborns eat, and how active 2 year olds are. TIRED!

The meaning behind my miles today is not about the glory of hitting the 1,000 miles but the obstacles and journey it took to get there. This year adding our second baby has been magically fuzzy- mentally, emotionally, and physically. Between the honor and responsibilities of running a business and running a household with 2-year-old and new baby, I had little room to make for myself and running. I learned that 6am would be my best time to run and have the least amount of impact on my family –  I could be home by 7am when everyone was rocking and rolling in my home. (Shout out to my partner for holding down the home-front all those early mornings!)

I often set multiple alarms for 5am, 5:10am, 5:15am, 5:20am to prevent myself from snoozing too many times. I’m a big believer in coffee and peace before a morning run and I learned to love the quiet of the morning and looked forward to the warmth of my coffee. Some days were harder than others to get out of bed (and some mornings I didn’t), but as I laid in bed debating whether to go back to sleep I would remind myself of how much better my days seem to go when I start them with a run.

Monterey Bay Half Marathon in November

Running has been my greatest support, centering me each time I move my body in this way. I owe so much of my sanity this year to this movement that brings me so much clarity. For me, my running this year has not been about race times and striving for personal bests (ironically I ran my best half marathon time to date). Running this year has been a place I’ve held tightly for myself to just breathe without pressure, commitment, or responsibility. It’s a space I’ve come to remember who I am and what I am made of.  It has inspired me to look at spaces in my life to bring more presence and peace too.

Find the things that bring you joy and strength in this life, and do them often. Running has allowed me to practice showing up for myself- even on the hard days. I’m planning on celebrating my mileage goal with my favorite croissant and a coffee with my son- before I drop him off at preschool and head into work. When we reach goals- big or small- life often doesn’t stop, but it’s good to pause and take a look back at how far you’ve come in a year. Because if we don’t stop and celebrate the moments in our journey, life leaves us asking the elusive, are we there yet?


Did you have any goals for 2017 that brought you joy? Share with us in the comments below- we love to hear from you!

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1000 miles later: a 1 year old, a 3 year old, and an 8 year marriage all playing the game of life. We do our best to show up in the present- sometimes often it’s messy, sometimes there’s tantrums, but it’s real and full of love.



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