Tomorrows #TheRunningWriter

Are we guaranteed to have a tomorrow?


Is a tomorrow likely?


So what you do today matters. It can be your last thing or it can impact tomorrow. Future days.

Jealousy, selfishness, and greed sap our precious minutes, hours and days. They sap our energy. They sap our joy.

Let’s blast through those self-focused joy-sappers and find someone to impact for the better today.

Maybe it’s a kind word. Maybe it’s buying the person’s cup of coffee behind you. Maybe it’s just a smile to someone.

Let’s do this!

Time is precious #TheRunningWriter

Relationships are messy. Sometimes it feels like family members hurt each other in the most fantastic fashion. I think that happens because we’re so connected to them. You know? That you’ve grown up with them and they’re so close to you that they can so easily hurt you.

With their words. Their actions. Their expectations. Their silence.

It can be devastating. If we let it. I’m not saying we should ignore the hurt and just go on like everything is fine, but trying to work through whatever the obstacles are—I can’t stress how important it is.

I can try and show you, though.

After a great week of visiting, which included out to dinners, movies, coffee shops, great talks, I bid my father-in-law farewell on a Monday morning. Dropped him off at the airport. I told him I loved him and that we’d see him again soon.

He died the next morning.

Don’t waste precious time lost to anger, hurt, pain. If at all possible, work on the issues. Get help to work through them if you need to. The obstacles are real that you’re facing, I get that. Hurt, anger, betrayal, they are real.

But you can get past them. You can grow. You can have a stronger relationship with the person.

But don’t waste precious time. It may unexpectedly vanish.

Survive #TheRunningWriter

When I was a kid, I fell out of a tree from about twelve feet up and landed flat on my back.

It hurt so bad I thought I was going to die. I couldn’t breathe, and when I moved my body screamed in pain.

Felt like I was suffocating. Panic set in and made it worse.

Considering I’m here, writing about this event, it’s obvious I didn’t die. Throughout my athletic life, I’ve had even worse falls and injuries.

But this first one, my first experience with getting the wind knocked out of me and bruising bones…that was wicked-scary. Overwhelming.

But it taught me a lot. The next time it happened, overwhelming panic didn’t set in. Panic didn’t make things worse. I knew what getting the wind knocked out of me felt like and that I needed to relax and let it my body work itself out. What I’d gone through—and survived—allowed me to handle it. Gave me a confidence and calm to face it again.

What you’re facing right now, it might be knocking the wind out of you. You might feel paralyzed, scared, alone. You may feel like you can’t breathe.

Hang in there. Stay strong. You can survive. You will survive.

Be beautiful #TheRunningWriter

I was curious to see how the dictionary defined beauty. Sometimes I feel like society defines it by how small our waists are, how our hair falls or maybe the color of our eyes.

But I find this definition interesting: The quality present in a thing or person that gives intense pleasure or deep satisfaction to the mind.

A quality present. Interesting word there.

I believe someone is beautiful by how they treat people. How they uplift and encourage those around them. How selfless they are. I think there can be a touch of physical attractiveness, too, but I don’t think it can be just one thing. It’s a combination of qualities that make a person beautiful.

We don’t have to fit into a specific mold or behave a certain way. We need to be ourselves and let our qualities shine through.

Go out and be beautiful, because you are beautiful.