You have probably heard some combination of the words “Fortune Favors”, whether it was with bravery or boldness. Like crossing your fingers tightly, uttering these words is a little prayer to be steadfast - unwavering in body and mind. Any time you are about to roll the dice of life, these words are your verbal cloak. Say ‘em and send it.
This blog was dreamed up on the idea that our fortune - both the good and bad - starts long before bravery or boldness. Fortune is cut from the cloth of process, mined in the “woah” of adventure, and shined in the act of reflection. Fortune is easy to spot in success, but just like the sun, it’s always there, even on rainy days.
The truth, as far as I can make it out to be, is that fortune favors… anything. You just have to be willing to laugh at what is and be curious about what is not.
You need not always be bold or brave. Just remember to cross your fingers before you go.
The Day You Couldn’t Wait For Comes Way Too Fast (Pt. 2)
It is hard not to be sad about how the day turned out. I wish I enjoyed the trip more. I wish I weren't so sore that I could have explored after the run. The marathon is an unforgiving journey. It doesn't bend to the weather or unfortunate falls. It doesn't pause when you need to go to the bathroom or fix your watch. In many ways, a marathon mirrors the hardships you'll face in life.
The Day You Couldn’t Wait For Comes Way Too Fast (Pt. 1)
It is like a talisman for bad days once you have a date for something that you look forward to. You missed your bus? That's okay, OCTOBER 10TH. Got in a fight with your partner? That's okay - OCTOBER 10TH. Computer shut down and deleted your work? OCTOBER 10TH, my friend.
love can mend your life, but love can break your heart.
Many, many times I have tried to articulate the appeal of the marathon. Running, to me, seems to be a nearly universal expression of freedom. The open roads, the endless trails, and the countless wide-open fields all call our weary legs for one more mile. Still, I understand how running can seem like a club you could never be a part of. Something just out of reach, like the crush you had in junior high. No matter what level of interest you may hold in wanting to know more, there is this invisible barrier that says, “You could never.” In some ways, our extreme passions are our SOSs to the world - a way of expressing our deepest loves.