Slow and Steady...

Builds character. Oh wait, the saying is slow and steady wins the race. This afternoon during a super slow run I was thinking about this saying. Somedays, I wake up and my legs are very handicable. Today was one of those days. I have never been able to figure out what "sets them off", but today they were super tight and walking felt like a chore, so I decided I would go for a run. Sometimes a good run loosens them up. The first mile today was a real struggle, I just wanted to turn around, start crying, and head home, but I knew what was best for me and it was to keep going even though it hurt. No pain, no gain, right? ha. By about a mile and a half into the run they felt a bit better, but still not quite right. I have the Nike chip in my running shoes and I run with my iphone, I love it, because it keeps my distance and pace. Today's work out was about 45 secs slower than my usual pace. Those of you who run, know 45 secs off is a LOT slower.

So, what is the moral here? I just question, why we say slow and steady wins the race? I know the rabbit and the turtle and all that... But, come on, the slowest person in a marathon is not the winner?? Common sense and facts leads us to that conclusion.

I think it should be slow and steady builds character. Yeah, I know, not very catchy, but it's true.

Here I am after my run. Exhausted.

Here's to, tight legs, slow running, tears, and believing in yourself.

How grateful I am to be me! I have the best friends and family in the world and... an awesome set of handicable legs, heck they are not perfect, but they have taught me so much.

Character cannot be developed in ease and quiet. Only through experience of trial and suffering can the soul be strengthened, ambition inspired, and success achieved. ~Helen Keller

About me!

Back when myspace was the "in" thing I wrote this "about me", I think it still sums it up pretty well!

What makes me happy: Working out, watching the sun come up, inside jokes, friends, family, college sports, tailgating, the good life, margaritas, Kwaj, the beach, Vets Hall, popcorn, COFFEE, rainy days at Starbucks, cities at night, the feel of mud between my toes, ketchup, memories of my childhood, the farm, peanut butter pie, baking, making others smile, laughing so hard I cry, support, love, forgiveness, the sound of children laughing, smiles, following dreams, pushing the envelope, being sassy, dressing up, matching jewelery, hugs, making care packages, good beer, independence, happiness, good wine, cooking, dancing, booty shorts, late nights, proving people wrong, email, cocky men, flaming dr. peppers with great friends, pedicures, the smell of my moms house during the holidays, my super smart sister, books, alone time, silence, music, chai tea, georgia coffee from the machine, accents, Japanese bread, the smell of summer nights, speaking my mind, independent music, the real world, "girl dates", flowers, getting snail mail, road farming with my dad, candles, reading, hard runs, clean air, military kiddos, shopping, an empty laundry basket... life!

What I don't like: Ignorant people, working too much, sneakiness, and mayonnaise. Yuck!

Learn to... be what you are, and learn to resign with a good grace all that you are not. ~Henri Frederic Amiel