The Gift

Six months ago, I was given the beautiful gift of running by a friend.  This person wasn't the first person who tried to bequeath this fun upon me, but it was the first time in my life that I was ready to receive it.  With help, hard work, and a crapload of perseverance, I was able to take that gift and make it my own.

A few weeks ago, I was questioned as to how I was treating that gift and whether or not I was truly focused on it.  After much much much (probably too much) consideration, why do I run?  My answers:

1.  Satisfaction of having completed a goal.
2.  To get away from it all.
3.  To push myself further than I thought possible.
4.  To inspire greatness in others.
5.  Because I expect greatness out of myself.
6.  Because it's fun!
7.  Calf muscles.
8.  Cute running clothes.
9.  Camaraderie with other runners.
10.  To show those lifters on fitocracy that you can do both!!!
11.  35 pounds in 6 months...nuff said.
12.  "What is that orange tag on your shoe for??"
13. Cause I'm a badass.
14. To set a beautiful and wonderful example for my children.
15.  Because I am a strong, beautiful woman.

And really??  Do I need a reason or a focus?  The point is...I love to run.  Anyone who questions that can kiss my butt.  :)