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Falling for Fall

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Every year, from May through August, I say, with conviction, that I am a “summer girl” who thrives on sunshine and never wants to give up afternoons spent lying barefoot in the grass, sipping on ice cold cider in a summer dress.

Then, fall comes, and I excitedly swap out my sandals for riding boots, become BFFs with my slow cooker once more, and find nothing more enjoyable than curling up with my cat on the sofa while the pitter patter of rain makes music with apartment’s window sills. Like that, I realize how much I love navy blue sweaters and infinity scarves, and how amazing it feels to come home and crawl into sweat pants. I drop my love of summer like a graduating high school senior leaving his junior girlfriend at home and quickly embracing Thursday night fraternity parties and co-ed dorms.

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It really is beautiful though.

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Why I Love Running

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Fact: I get really emotional at the start line of a race.

Looking around at people of all ages, sizes and backgrounds, coming together to run one unified course and do so to (usually) support a good cause is a mesmerizing display. In my opinion, it’s the utmost proactive statement of community and dedication to well-being.

For whatever reason you began running, whether it’s to get in shape for summer, prevent disease or just prove to yourself that you can, most people, myself included, began running with relatively self-centered motives.

Leave it to race day to put you back in place and remove the focus from yourself. When you’re standing in a crowd of thousands of people at a start line, all ready to run the exact same course as you, it registers that, while this whole time you’ve been acting and thinking for yourself – reaching for PRs and scheduling “you time” to train on a regular basis – every other person out there is striving to achieve the exact same goal as you: make it across the finish line.

As you’re waiting for the race to start, everyone’s adrenaline and energy intertwines and magnifies, and the energy becomes infectious. Massive speakers blast pump-up music, large groups in matching outfits cheer and whoop and onlookers congregate to cheer you on as you run down the streets, holding hand-written signs with encouraging words.

You look around and see the variation in the group. Young and old run side by side. Runners for decades prepare to race down the same course as someone running her first race ever. Couples, families, solo runners and packs of friends have all came here, ready to accomplish the same thing as you.

At this moment, you realize that you’re a part of something bigger than yourself. You’re a tiny moving cog in this massive world. You realize that while you’ve always seen your efforts, your training struggles, your victories – both in and outside of your running routine – as more important than anything else, there are countless others struggling with, reaching for and achieving the exact same things you are.

Seeing streams of people who have decided to push themselves, train for weeks, begin to transform their entire state of health or, at the very least, show up really early on a weekend morning, is a moving and powerful display of human strength and capability that I hope everyone can experience at least once during their life. Seeing so many people come together, all with varying motives, but all with the shared end goal of crossing the same finish line, is phenomenal to think about.

Yes, the actual race can be exhausting and painful, both mentally and physically. You may curse the day you decided to sign up for it and, with every atom in your body, want to stop halfway through, give up and call a cab.

But whether you dash across the finish line with a 5 minute mile or practically slither your body over it, you’ve made it, along with everyone else and participated in something larger than yourself.

Weekend Recap: Land’s End Hike & Zucchini Noodles w/ Pasta

It’s Wednesday. It’s gloomy outside. I’m struggling to get myself up and go for a run. And I’m mopey for a cup of hot Sightglass coffee. Yes, my first world problems are getting the best of me.

Last weekend was a whole different story, though. It was filled with lots of fresh air, good memories and delicious food. My hopes are that by creating this post I can hopefully lift my mood a bit and re-focus my energy on better things like…(drumroll please)…running my longest distance ever on Saturday – 10 miles!

I can’t express how big of an accomplishment this was for me. As someone who could never finish one mile without stopping to walk during my entire school career, running 10 miles straight (and feeling great afterward) is proof that, with a lot of work and mental dedication, you really can do just about anything. Seriously.

But the daily fitness didn’t end there! I ended my run at AT&T Park, devoured a protein bar and banana, then drove across the city (sore legs and all) to hike Land’s End.

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I’ve never done the hike before, and haven’t spent much time at that end of the city, but am happy I could experience the walk/hike on such a beautiful, cloudless day.

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The beach + sunshine + fitness = a glorious afternoon.

After heading back home to Oakland, I whipped up a batch of zucchini noodles and warmed up a few servings of homemade meat sauce. (Stay tuned for the recipe.)

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I threw in an Italian sausage and sprinkled parmesan to top it all off. Ohmygosh, so good.

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Advice: If you’re going through your own case of Hump Day Tiredness, I recommend a big serving of anything covered in homemade pasta sauce.