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I can’t believe they oblitered straight men like that

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Recovery smells like fresh baked chocolate chip cookies.

Recovery feels like the relief of ice cold lemonade on a hot day.

Recovery tastes like maple syrup drenched pancakes.

Recovery looks like the tallest mountain of whipped cream you’ve ever seen. 

Recovery sounds like movie theater popcorn popping.

Recovery is hard, but wow is it worth it. 

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There comes a feeling of liberation after running for a very long time. First, your legs pound on the ground beneath you, you search for air to power your strides, you sweat, and look up at the sky. But suddenly, your lungs open up and fill with the fresh air around you, your legs seem to supply you with with endless strides, your vision is blurred yet focused on the things in front of you, and most importantly your mind is clear. You are now flying. When you run, you allow yourself to submit your thoughts to your surroundings unconditionally. Stop thinking and let go. You trust your legs to carry you far, far away from your problems and allow you to enter a world of peace —your world of peace. When you run, you allow yourself to fall in love. You fall in love with the road, the journey, your powerful strides. And most importantly, you fall in love with yourself.

Reasons to run (via lnkedwords)

God I can't wait to feel like a runner again

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sometimes i forget how many times i’ve picked myself off the floor, how many times i’ve washed away smudgy makeup and put myself to bed. how many times i’ve said no to something unhealthy. said yes to something good. how many times i’ve treated myself with kindness and patience. i forget how many times i’ve tended to wounds and made peace with my own anger. if i was taking care of a body that was not my own, i’d believe i was doing everything i could. so here’s to remembering that i’m doing the best i can.

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It’s exhausting to fight a war inside your head every single day.

Mickie Ann (via wordsnquotes)

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things about the harry potter movies that bother the fans

movie hermione having all of ron’s good traits

movie ginny showing less emotion than a brick

harry casting the lumos spell in privet drive

peeves not being in any of the movies

hermione’s dress in goblet of fire being pink and not blue like in the book

‘’calmly’‘

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Remember how beautiful the gift of running is. There are those who wish they could run, but who are unable. We, too, will be one of those persons someday. But not today…not fucking today. Don’t sacrifice the gift. Time waits for no man. One day, father time will steal this gift from us. Until then, we run.

–AM

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anything you love requires patience

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Take a moment with me to appreciate my first run in six weeks after enduring two stress fractures for the track season. I'd have to use both hands to count the number of comebacks I've had to make with all this compartment syndrome crap. I love living the life of a runner.

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“This is a true statement. For 20 years, the first thought that enters my mind when I wake up in the morning is going for a run. And like lightning to thunder, my next thought is coffee. But in that space between the two, with my body heavy on my wrinkled sheets, right before the blurry stack of books on my nightstand comes into focus, I think about the run. 

It doesn’t matter if I can physically run or not. It shows up immediately, and subconsciously, like an itch, nerve endings standing at attention awaiting the command. It’s only in the moments that follow when I realize I’m too tired, or have an injury, or have an obligation to attend to first. But the best of all the days is when I can simply say yes. 

Beautiful days, those are. A blizzard is but a fly to swat. Excuses are for other people. Perhaps it’s because you’re ticking the boxes day after day on your training program, your body is absorbing it like water in the desert, and nothing will stop you from drinking. Perhaps it’s a subconscious swift kick in the butt after too many days of treating your body like crap. Sometimes, it just happens. Whatever the trigger, suddenly you are awake, and you must. 

And you must, you really must. Because there will be days, weeks, months, maybe years when you can’t. And every day that you say yes is the making of a ritual that builds force like the tide, pushing further up the sand to smooth its wispy chaos into something solid you can build a castle on.”

Lauren Fleshman, “Running Is Ritual”

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i have no self-control

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You have perfect kissing lips.

Sweet pea

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Shoutout to all the runners who don’t have the “runner’s body”

you are just as capable and just as powerful as those who do. Run on

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Ruined

I am ruined. Running is destroying me, but I keep going back. I can't not. I don't know how to not keep going. This is the most impossible thing and it's killing me from inside.