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Ways to Add a Shot of Fun

Remember when we were toddlers and the world was filled with popsicles, play dates, and good ol' fashioned fun in the sun?

Yeah, 26 years later, I'm still not over it.

To me, trail running has always been about fun. Fantastical, whooping and hollering, screaming in fear and glee- fun. The ONLY time it was ever not fun was during my 2 peak training weeks, and even then... it was still a little fun.

Recently I read the best post I've seen about why trail running is perdy fun here.

I'm thoroughly enjoying a time where I can run what I want- instead of having mileage/vert/time goals... I am excited for a summer off of training where I still plan on running a lot, just with no structure. So as my friends embark into racing season, and the seriousness of utilizing all that training, $$, and preparation comes, I invite you to ditch the stress here and there and play a little more.

Tricks to Add a Shot of Fun:

6. Stop and smell the flowers: Or frolick in them. It's also useful to kind of squat-run with your arms outstretched, so you can high-five all the flowers as you go by.

5. Play dates: Get out with friends, then go out with your friends friends. Laugh together, whoop, holler, and have a little fun. Friends also make brake pads for when you do stupid stuff like run down something steep and jump in a place where it's nearly impossible to make the next hairpin turn.
this photo is still not old.

4. Take pictures: It makes you feel cool. It is also an excuse to pose in idiotic positions that you never dreamed of posing in after the 8th grade:
Charlie's angels. Aw yeah, junior high!

Zac's gone wild and I look like a chimpanzee

3. Add a little competition: Dart ahead, and race to the next turn. Or the last mile. I "run" (relative term, since I really just hike, and I'm awfully slow at power hiking) up Mt. Wire regularly with friends. Usually people are going for the FKT to the top on the peak. While I know it's out of my reach and I'm not in the competition, it's still nice to pretend. So, fake competition works too.
wire wednesday. see, other people actually run uphill... how novel.

2. Bring (and share) some snacks. ...Seriously, isn't everything better with cookies? Or bacon? Or mediterranean jalepeno pizza?
don't try this at home. 
1. Remember you're still young: For realz. With a Z. I don't care if you're 60- you can still have a gangster name, run with swagger, and all that shi-dizzle.

apparently this is Google's top hit for "running gangster."

This morning I had the fantastical chance to run to Red Lover's Ridge at the crack of dawn. Just cuz. Trash talking, big dreams, and bit of old fashioned running. I wore a Terramar silk baselayer (pure awesome) and some stability for my ankles (La Sportiva Ultra Raptors). I also drove the carpool and made grown men listen to Miley Cyrus.

...and I had fun. Who knew 5am could be so fun?


  1. Your posts always make my day. Much love as you continue to inspire and amaze all of us. One other tip, make yourself smile and laugh, even when doing the most difficult things. I think it warms your soul, and it makes others smile too-especially when you have an outrageously sincere laugh like a toddler. <3

  2. I love your posts! You are wonderful!

  3. Jennilyn never considered herself a morning person...she sure is now.

  4. This is fantastic! If you aren't having fun... what's the point??
    In other news I finally have a photo-timer app so I can be a part of the pictures rather than the big floaty head guy way too close to the camera...


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