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National Running Day - I RUN


In honor of National Running Day, I of course had to get in a morning run. Runners all have their own reasons for running. Some started for weight loss, some started as kids in track, some of us sort of stumbled into it and feel in love by accident. I thought it would be appropriate on National Running Day to share my answers (yes plural) to I Run ...

I Run because it makes me feel empowered.

I Run because it makes me feel alive.

I Run because it clears my mind.

I Run because it makes me feel strong in a completely different way than strength training.

I Run to prove to myself that I'm stronger than I give myself credit for.

I Run to enjoy being outside.

I Run to watch sunrises.


I Run for alone time.

I Run to explore.

I Run to catch up with my husband or my friend.


I Run because no matter how tough, no matter how bad the weather, no matter how much I want to give up, it makes me feel accomplished.


I Run because it makes me feel beautiful.

Did you celebrate National Running Day? And what's your response to I RUN ...

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