“It’s the time you spend on your rose that makes your rose so important.”   I first read those words as a teenager and its impact stayed with me. It’s simple, really.  The more time and care you put towards something that may otherwise seem inconsequential, is what makes it exponentially more important to you, uniquely.  Decades later, The Little Prince’s words have never felt more resonate and tangible.  My rose these days – my runs. When I turned 44, I celebrated by running my first self-paced half marathon.  For months leading up to the day I restarted my running routine.  This time though, I never tracked…

I used to run to lose weight.  To track how many calories I could spare before I felt guilty about what I ate.  I used to run to de-stress and re-center from the weight of building both a career and a family at the same time.  I used to run to get rid of something.  Get rid of fat, pressure, responsibility.  A necessary evil I convinced myself that I had to do.  It was like that for as long as I could remember. But something changed today.  My relationship with running just evolved.  I felt different; it was noticeable, and the invisible force pushed me forward this morning.  …