RIDE THAT STRUGGLE BUS INTO THE SUNSET
In true toddler form, cuts on his face and random goggles I turn off my alarm and roll over. I notice my husband has placed a cup of freshly brewed nespresso coffee next to my bed…what a guy. Another sleepless night with our 10-month-old, no end in sight in that regard. After the coffee brings some life into my legs I lace up my running shoes and head out the door. My legs feel like bricks, this particular day I find myself loosening up and by the tick of the first mile I am cruising a bit. I perform a 2-mile workout after my warm up consisting of several sprint intervals. It feels good and as I run that last half mile home I feel like there is a light shining on my running future. Refreshing after the past 10 months have felt more like a haphazard dumpster fire of workouts. I have recently felt encourage...