Super Cute Running Tops

I found these on pintrest today and I think I may just need to buy one.  They are super cute, and the there is a hidden message that appears on the back once you've sweat through it. SWEAT ACTIVATED MOTIVATION! Kind of gross but mostly awesome.

Weird things about girls

So one of the comedy bloggers I follow recently wrote a segment called "Things I don't get about girls" and she pointed out the most hilarious thing we women do.

Goo Hoarding.

We keep so many half empty bottles of lotion, shampoo, leave in conditioner, lip gloss, face cream, shaving gel and the list goes on. In my make up bag alone I found thirteen different lip gloss. I didn't say ten, THIRTEEN! WHO NEEDS TO CARRY THAT MUCH LIP GLOSS!?

And my bathroom cabinet is even worse...

My name is Kelly and I'm a Goo Hoarder.

Climbing

Ryan and I have been frequenting our climbing gym more often these days. It's super challenging and feels like I'm doing pull ups most of the time, but I'm getting better at it.

It's making me want to climb something big. Maybe this summer? :)

Why I hate my scale more than horses and mullets

So I've made some big lifestyle changes lately. Eating lots of healthy snacks, three healthy meals a day, no more soda- only water, mustard instead of mayo, and an intense training schedule that has me working out (running, cross training, strengthening and stretching) six put of seven days a week.

I've lost five pounds from my starting weight. Five. Pounds.

I put in the freaking work. I'm STILL PUTTING IN THE WORK. AND THAT SCALE HAS BETRAYED ME. That scale has no idea how many blisters, aches, pains, sweat, and the ridiculous amounts of tears it's taken me to fet here. If it did my weight would reflect the constant effort I'm putting into myself. I hate my scale more than anything in this world. Satan only uses it to steal my joy and kill my motivation.

Hellogoodbye

Six Miles Stronger

By most runners standards, six miles isn't that far, and a 12 minute mile average is extremely slow. For me, it's the first of many victories and I couldn't be more proud.

My first race was awesome. I went through about so many emotions, but the sweetest one was the joy of finishing.  I'm so freaking proud of myself.

Now it's time for half marathon training!

Also, I have the best sister in law ever.Thanks for the sign Jen. Got me through mile four!

Running Hero

Six months ago if you told me I would be a runner, I would have laughed in your face. I would have told you, I'm not an athlete, I'm not a runner, I'm a fat bookworm with a charming personality. That's all I thought I could amount to. I had little to zero confidence and I didn't believe in myself at all.

Hence why I broke down in tears on my drive home from my first 10k.  My big brother Mike asked me what my running story was, and mine, like many others is one of hope. Through running I've learned to believe in myself for the first time- ever.

God has taught me through running that I am capable of great things. I am an athlete, I AM a runner, and I can achieve what I once told myself I'd never have the drive or the ability to do.  Running for me is an act of worship, and I've learned a lot about endurance, commitment, humility and never giving up.

Through this journey my friends and family have been crazy supportive, listening to me rant about runs, being sore, losing weight, doubts, and joys, but one person has been eternally supportive- my big brother Mike.

Mike is my running hero. I've watched Mike with envy and awe for years, waking up at the butt crack of dawn, most of the time in the cold or rain, to see his races and cheering him on. He's always been a shining example to me in his commitment to health, fitness, and attaining his goals.  I wanted to run to be like my big brother.

Big thank you to Mike, for all the nights you let me come over after work and use your tredmil. For teaching me about everything to shoe shopping, new stretches, the pain of injury, and the beauty of success. Thank you for the letting me borrow your watch, for the late night and early morning chat, all the little inspiring text, for pushing me, and taking pride in me, I wouldnt be where I am without you. Love you Bro.