"Good Morning, Dear"

This morning I went for a run for the first time in a while. My Grammie recently passed away, and it’s been a very difficult time for me and my family. She was the only grandparent I ever knew, and she was my namesake, which only made our bond stronger. As I write this, I can’t help but cry, but I am comforted by the fact that she lived a beautiful and healthy 92 years, and I am blessed to have spent all my 25 years with her. I went for a short run the day after she became my guardian angel, but I could barely put one leg in front of the other.



This morning was different. I told myself before bed last night that I was going to get my bum up and run. I did, and it was the best run I’ve had in a very long time. I hit the pavement just before sunrise, and as the sun came up it filled me with so much warmth that I knew Grammie was with me and saying “Good morning dear.” Instead of crying, I smiled so big that my face almost hurt. In that moment I realized how fast I was running and how strong I felt (I didn’t have my Garmin, but I would bet anything I was running an 8:30-8:50 mile, which I’ve never run…I’m usually an 11-12 min mile). I only ran 2 miles but it was cathartic and felt incredible.


I look forward to many more great runs this year and beyond.


Happy 2011 everyone! It’s good to be back in the running swing of things :)