#goodmorning west coast #goodafternoon east coast ✨✨. This is one of my first runs with my phone in a while so took a few pics of the run today. Did my first longish run in god knows how long . The most important part of running in the summer for me is to do what I got to do to not overheat! Summer running isn’t easy at all so I’m NOT beating myself up if I need to stop in the shade or drink more water lol. Also if you can stop somewhere and cool off take advantage on long runs! Today I chose this hotel I’ve never been to entry way lol ..dope lamp and piano 💜🙌🏾. Sweat was ready to go in my eyes at this point I had to refuel a bit 😅. My 2nd to last post I just had to post cause it’s real life after I workout 🤣🤣. I don’t know any chick who runs distance to look cute during or after 🤣. If you do more power to you haha. I look a mess during the run and I snatch my ponytail out after my run with the quickness when I get home ...just be all free, hotmess, and hungry 🤣🙌🏾😩. Thankful for the guy I saw towards the end of my run today who let me pace off of him so I can get home ...God knew I needed some kind of push 🙌🏾🙌🏾✨✨. I can’t believe I got to long run again next week 😩😩😩 #imtiredbih#desertrunning#summerrunning#thisisthelifeichose 🤣 #distancerunner#longrun#keepingitreal#running#training#withmyheart 🏃🏾♀️💜✨ #halfmarathontraining#blkrunners#thankful#grateful#iwanttojumpinthepool#butigottogetreadyforwork 😩
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I Workout and Still Don’t Have Abs: a Memoir by Kaitlyn. ☀️ In a few short days, I will celebrate my 27th birthday. I remember years ago setting goals like “by my next birthday, I will weigh x number of pounds.” I always failed, because it was a ridiculous goal and it made no sense. Around this time last year was the first year I looked in the mirror and loved my body for where it was. Nearly a year later, I’m proud to say that I feel the same way... but better. 🙌🏻 Getting older has allowed me to love myself more and more with each passing day, not for what my body *looks* like, but for what it can *do*. In one year, I deadlifted weight I never thought I could, tried new fitness classes and ran 13.1 unbroken miles through the streets of D.C. at the @runrocknroll half-marathon. Strong. Today during my run, I faced yet another fear of mine. Running outside in my sports bra. I stripped a layer of clothing today, but more importantly, I stripped a layer of my insecurity today. I might not have abs. I might not have chiseled muscles or a world record or a speedy mile time. But, my god, I am strong. In every sense of the word. And so are you. I challenge you to show the world your strength today. Maybe it’s in your actions, maybe it’s a picture, maybe it’s in a shirtless run in public. Whatever it is, own it. THIS is what strength looks like. Are you in? #poweredbysass#sportsbrasquad
93 miles in with 42 to go in the Mojave Desert. Sunset into the second night of no sleep. Crewing @sgordon7136 at Badwater135. I wrote a short article on the iconic race. It was so hot the world record for the hottest spell on Earth was broken.
Head to my insta story to find out how the race unfolded for us 😅🌵
We have WINNERS of our @the_omm prize draw! Congratulations to @flippaaah and @wilkersons_pitch who will both receive an OMM Classic 25l backpack. And congratulations to @lins1402 who has won an entry for 2 to the 51st Original Mountain Marathon.
Tales from The Trails - A weekly series detailing trips our staff have taken that have made an impact on them, or taught them something new.
If the landscape of Nevada, USA is totally alien to any Kiwi, the Valley of Fire is even more so. Huge pillars of rust coloured rock rise up from the desert floor, and merge into a plateau cut through with ancient, dry riverbeds. Down the road from the RV site there is the Prospect Trail, the leads from the road, across some barren flatland and into the canyons. The trail is 8 km each way, and I set off at a decent pace across the bone dry stones, but not running so fast that I wouldn’t be able to take in the stunning surroundings. NZ is a land of green and blue, so being surrounded by rocks all shades of orange and pink was stunning in an otherworldly way. The trail is poorly marked, and I was lost for a terrifying 15 minutes after mistakenly following some animal tracks down the wrong canyon. I climbed a steep sandstone slope to get my bearings and managed to find the road. The turn around is at the parking lot at White Dome, and I startled a bunch of car tourists by emerging from the desert canyons, covered in sand. The trip back was tiring. I was just digging deep and trying to keep my footing over the uneven stones. Once out of the canyons, I climbed a steep, rocky hill to get a look down on the Valley Of Fire. It is utterly magnificent. If you’re ever out this way, I urge you to get off the beaten path and immerse yourself in the desert. You will never forget the feeling of being in a different world. - Aidan V.
💫🌵So long, desert🌵💫 We stopped dead in our tracks and looked up at the sky:
“Woah!!! Did you see that?!” I whooped
“Shooting star! Beaawwtiful!l Jamie replied.
I’ve seen hundreds of shooting stars in my lifetime, but this one was something else. It lasted for a solid second as it streaked across a canvas of black, and seemed to leave a trail of red - can shooting stars be red?! 🤩
I’d run over 120 miles with @mrjamiemcdonald across Southern California 🇺🇸 and it was time to go home. With temps soaring to 50C during the day, and running through land that’s a few hundred metres below sea level, running at night is the only option. 🌠🏃♂️🏃🏼♀️
At first I was nervous about that, I don’t like running on roads at the best of time - and in the dark?! No thanks. But I actually grew to love it. 🤷🏼♀️ When the traffic is light (which is often the case) then the world becomes a very silent place out there.
In the blackness, sight takes a backseat and all of your other senses are heightened. 🧘🏼♀️🧘♂️ We felt subtle changes in temperature, an increase in humidity, a slight shift in the wind 💨
We heard the scuffle of critters in the bushes 🐇🐀 the sprinklers in the surrounding fields, the wind moving through the leaves of the date palms 🌴🌴, the soft patter of trainers on tarmac, the turning of Caesar’s wheels.
I have adored these past few weeks, but that doesn’t come without a confession that I was glad last night that I could go to sleep, while Jamie headed out to run. 🛏😴
Grand adventures like Jamie’s are always summed up in a sentence - ‘Running 6,000 miles across America for kids hospitals’ 🙏🏻 🏃♂️
But what I’ve been reminded of in these past two weeks, is that the battle does not lie not in completing something that sounds so grand. It exists in the smaller moments. In the day to day drudgery. In the miles, in the minutes, and in the moments when you wonder what on Earth you are doing, and all at once know that you can do nothing else except to carry on. 👊🏻