How to fake being a runner (read: my one-sided relationship with running)


I want to like running. I really, really do. It’s a good work out. But the truth is, I have hated it most of my life.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m in to fitness and being healthy; but running isn’t part of my regular workout regimen.

I’m the person who ran the fun run, a stupid name given to an annual one-mile race for elementary students, in fourth grade and hated it.

In high school I would run for sports; volleyball, softball and swimming, but I always looked at as a chore.

My sophomore year of college I would run a mile on a treadmill before a work out, but I would feel like death afterward. I preferred the elliptical or work out classes such as cardio kickboxing to running.

While dating an ex-boyfriend who was a runner, I tried to pick it up. I would jog a mile outside my house in the country and walk in to my house with burning calf muscles.

I would talk a good game and say I was running. That ended shortly when we went for a quick run (his “quick” run was 4 miles) and he was barely breaking a sweat and I was trying to hide my loud breathing. That was the last time we ran together (per my choice, he was embarrassingly kind about it).

While I was interning in Pennsylvania this summer, I stayed in an extended stay hotel. The hotel had a gym, which consisted of a treadmill, Stair Stepper and a weight machine.

I took up running on the treadmill until one day I was running and the moving belt slid out-of-place causing me to stumble off and roll my ankle. Three weeks later I was told it was fixed. After running for 15 minutes it slid again. The machine had an out-of-order sign on it the rest of the summer.

As you can see, running and I have pretty much had a hate/hate relationship. Knowing all this, I signed up for a color run this fall; which sounds like the happiest run on earth. I plan to train and give running another chance. I mean, I do own the Nike Free shoes. Hopefully the relationship will be intimate, sexy and not as one-sided as it’s been for 11 years.



Week favorites

Here are some of my favorite things I’m reading, watching, looking forward to etc. at the moment (meaning this week, not this exact second).

Book I’m reading: Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury


What just played on my Itunes playlist: I Don’t Wanna Lose Your Love Tonight by The Outfield


Favorite inspirational sayings this week (I have two)



Last magazine I purchased: March edition of Vogue; Beyoncé is on the cover


Workout of the week: Complete body workout, a five-disk DVD collection by Jillian Michaels

Favorite Dr. Seuss quote (in honor of the March 2 birthday): “The more that you read, the more things you will know. The more that you learn, the more places you’ll go.”


Favorite “not impressed” face: President Obama and gymnast McKayla Maroney


Last movie I saw in theater: Snitch


Essie nail color: Butler, please


Indiana University basketball will face Ohio State on senior night. Derek Elston, Christian Watford and Jordy Hulls are pictured below.


And the moment that touched my heart this week: A high school basketball player threw the ball inbound to the opposing team’s manager, a boy with a developmental disability, so he could score a basket. It was a moment of true sportsmanship. The manager made the basket and the crowd rushed the court. It gave me chills.

Simplify your year, life

Hope. Belief. Optimism. Resolution. New Beginning – New Year.

Each New Year we get the opportunity to begin again. To make resolutions, goals and follow through with them. No matter the year we’ve had, we get the chance to start over. Each year I make a goal to be healthy, work out more, be nice etc. This year I have one resolution – to simplify my life.

I have a habit of over-planning and stressing over the smallest issues. My New Year’s resolution is to stop worrying, to stop doing things I don’t want to do and to be kind to myself and others.

As creatures of habit usually New Year’s resolutions involve improving oneself. I respect that, but I challenge people to make an effort to do something kind for others this year. Being kind to others will result in a person being kind to his or herself.

Have a healthy, happy and kind year, everyone.

“Love, we need it now. Let’s hope for some.” -The Lumineers 

Unopened magazines


I have a bad habit of buying several magazines before I can open one of them.

For instance right now I have unopened copies of Vogue, Self, Glamour, Fitness and Vanity Fair sitting on my bedroom floor.

Something about all of these magazines convinces me I need to buy them. Reasons range from a strong, independent person on the cover who I admire, a good work-out plan or a special, holiday issue.

I also have a habit of leaving my room messier than it should be because I spent the day working or because I don’t have time to clean it.

Usually I don’t think twice about this, but I read something recently – I believe on Thought Catalog – that said something like  “don’t use being busy as an excuse to be lazy.”

Just because I worked during the week and have been busy this weekend helping my mother after she had foot surgery doesn’t mean I should use that as an excuse to be lazy.

So for tonight I hung up a few clothes and opened up a “new” magazine. Take me away Vanity Fair comedy issue.