I shared this on Instagram on Wednesday, but I wanted to share it here as well just in case you don’t follow me there. 😊
How often do you look at a photo of yourself mid run and think to yourself “wow I look attractive!” If you’re like me the answer is probably not often. But that’s not the point of running. Despite what those people with perfectly curated Instagram accounts with professionally done photos, wearing the latest and fanciest gear, while hardly breaking a sweat might want you to believe.
Running isn’t supposed to be a pretty sport! That’s part of the fun of it really! It’s a sport quite literally filled with blood, sweat, and tears. Dirt and snot. Messy, windblown hair and crusty, salty skin. I think that’s incredibly freeing. Especially in the world of very photoshopped Instagram models that we live in.
Fuck looking pretty. Fuck having to look a certain way to get likes and engagement. Here I am. Bad angle, double chin, and all. Wearing a 5 year old tank top and leggings that have holes in them (which you can’t see, but I promise they’re there), in a slightly edited (I mean, you HAVE to put a filter on it 😉), but not photoshopped photo that I took by screenshotting a video I took on my iPhone. Nothing fancy.
That’s the beauty of it though! Running doesn’t have to be fancy or pretty or perfect. Running can be whatever you want to make it.