Why I Started Running Running is my therapy. It’s where I go to be with myself, clear the noise, and recenter my soul. It gives me peace, grace, and—bonus—it doubles as a workout. Running is where I process life, breathe again, and remember who I am when everything else feels loud.

What Every Damn Mile Means to Me Everything. Every day, running is my #1 priority. It’s the first thing I think about when I wake up. Not if I’m going to run, but when I’m going to fit it in. Every damn mile is a promise I make to myself: to show up, to move forward, to keep choosing me.

My Running Goals Beat my last run streak of 474 days. Simple. Brutal. Beautiful. I’m coming for it.

Fun Facts About Me

• I’m a little bit crazy… but most runners are.
• Nothing motivates me faster than someone mentioning the next race.
• My middle name is Luann, which I confidently spelled “Louann” until 6th grade when my mom finally corrected me.
• I thrive on chaos, caffeine, and signing up for races before fully thinking them through.

What You’ll Find in This Blog This isn’t a polished‑influencer, perfect‑pace, “look at my effortless sunrise run” kind of space. This is real talk about running—the miles that heal you, humble you, and occasionally make you question your life choices.

Here, you’ll find:

• Milestones and achievements — the big ones, the small ones, and the “I didn’t die on that hill” ones.
• Life lessons from the road — because running teaches you things you didn’t ask to learn.
• Learning from the suck — the hard miles, the messy miles, the “why am I like this” miles.
• Chaos, humor, and honesty — because running is serious… but runners don’t have to be.
• Even more about running — streaks, race hype, gear opinions, and the unhinged joy of signing up for something questionable.

If you’re here for perfection, you’re lost. If you’re here for every damn mile—the grit, the growth, the chaos, the comeback—welcome home.