look at me and you might not see a runner. but she’s in there.

I’m not tall. I don’t have very long legs.I don’t have really thin legs either.  I’m not extremely skinny. I don’t run like a gazelle. I don’t look like I’m a streamer in the wind when I run. But despite all the features of a runner that I don’t have, I have the mind of a runner and that’s probably the hardest thing to obtain through it all.

I run for my health.

I run for the hills.

But most of all, I run for you.

I run for you because that’s what you wish for me to do.

And I run for you because sooner than farther, you won’t.

Then I’ll keep running to carry you on.

I run in the rain so they think my tears are raindrops.

I have so much history with running, I can’t help but look back at the years I loved it and the times I wanted to stop and scream to the world why I ever kept going because there is no turning back. And then when I think about that, it makes me smile again. Running makes you cry sometimes even though there was no pain physically. Running opens you to emotions and thoughts you never feel sitting down.

swagg

oliviaalindd:

Passing ‘em up at the finish-line.

BOOOOMM!

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everytime i finish a race, i want to bow down after the finish line and kiss the ground.

thank you for making my steps complete and not crumbling under my feet.