runners to your marks

california dreamin

[runner-vs-the-world]

I think the biggest lesson I’ve learned in my college years is to believe. Believe in yourself, even when no one else does. The first time I ran a 5:45 mile, I was a junior in high school. Four years later, I comfortably opened up my 10K at that pace. No one thought I would be good. I am not talented. But I knew I had it within me if I would just work hard enough. And I’m not finished. Don’t wait for your coaches, parents, professors, or anyone to tell you “you can.” It may seem superhuman or impossible to them at times, but trust yourself. Dream big. But most importantly BELIEVE.

An excerpt from my journal (via runner-vs-theworld)

[noexcuses-justrun]

The most wonderful time of the year

[sophie-runs]

running essentials. -

[lengthen-your-stride]

Running will be there 7am while he’s on his work shift. The hills and trails will be there when there are no arms to comfort you. The clouds will gaze down upon your most glorious moments when no soul is there to witness them. The trees will never utter anything about your messy braid, no makeup or sweaty shirt. Only love what can love you back unconditionally.

Emma Clark (via lengthen-your-stride)

[ohmyxc-blog]

hey, y’all. haven’t been here in a while. senior year xc has started, and hopefully this season will be one to remember. 

[woonyoung]

[run-hungry-taste-victory]

looking forward to fall runs with friends

[thefitally-deactivated20170430]

[kieraplease]

As soon as you think “maybe I can get up early and just finish it tomorrow” you’ve already lost

[mostlyexcited]

There’s something about group runs I really can’t get over. I’ve been thinking about it for days. And I’m usually a lone runner, aside from maybe two days of the week.

But group runs. Man. We had about 10 people go out for 9 miles at about 8-minute pace and it was just… fun. Like childhood-memories-running-down-the-street-barefoot-to-catch-the-ice-cream-man fun. Like a brave herd of deer steering our way through cities and greenways and neighborhoods. Bouncing around, looking over our shoulders to smile at somebody’s joke, yelling, “BRANCH!” or “STUMP!” to warn your comrades behind you of an obstacle. Dancing in the middle of the street mid-run. Turning corners and flying along the outside, or hugging the interior as you rub elbows with somebody else.

Not feeling any pain, any weariness, any confusion of where we were going. Just running. Just flying. Wild. Like a pack of wolves down Main Street. Free, owning our bodies, running on our own hard-earned endurance. Together. Laughing, trading stories, sharing beloved memories.

I love that kind of community.

[jasonpizzino]

[se-xc-girl]

girl I just wanna be breaking records and setting PRs and shit

[mostlyexcited]

Just some ‘sploring.

[runningonsmoothies]

5 easy miles on sore legs this gloomy afternoon before heading to meet russell at the wall. happy tuesday :)

[eatfitflex-blog]

[studyblr]

i love people who are passionate about something. whether it is science or a new drama or cute pens or languages or music, please don’t feel like you would annoy people with it. you’ll never annoy me.

[queef-machine-deactivated201705]

wonder if I’ll ever meet a MILF (Man I don’t Loathe Fully)