Runner. Mother. Writer (kind of). I don't know, but I am trying to figure it out.


This journey has been multidimensional for me and about much more than miles or splits or races.

Four months ago I would have never dreamed of running in just a bra. Not even inside my own house. Since then I’ve lost about 25 pounds and gained a lot of confidence. Is my body perfect? No but find me one that is.

We all have flaws, many that are only magnetized under own critical eye. Those love handles aren’t nearly so bad or thighs so flabby or stomach so soft or whatever body part I’ve decided to hone in on for that moment nearly as disproportionate as I imagine. And in all honesty, I’m sure most of it goes unnoticed by others.

So fuck the heat and an unnecessary shirt! It felt liberating…in every way imaginable.

Oh and I ran 4 miles, but my garmin died after 2.

Mile 1: 11:49
Mile 2: 11:48
Mile 3: 11:21
Mile 4: 10:43 

Total: 45:31
Pace: 11:23

After all, it is still a little about pace.

  1. rachaelfightsback said: Before reading this post, I thought: dang she looks good! Truly awesome. I’ve also been wondering how running in a sports bra would feel.
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