When A Storm Hits Chase The Light


IMG_4970A picture is said to be worth 1000 words…In these pictures, I was able to capture my pursuit for light. There is a growth story happening in each one of us. An evolution. During that growth, we…seasons change. Instinctively nature knows what to do. Snakes shed their skin, feathers fall, dead leaves drop, rains wash down, and even daily we have a reminder of change from the setting sun. Faithfully, after change has occurred, no matter how severe the damage from a storm, we weather it all. The change of a season may reveal brokenness, but equally it reveals new opportunity, and new colors as well. The sun will always return and naturally we are called out to reemerge into the light. When you see it, chase it. Our cracks are where it gets inside.

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Brave Enough To Say No


Saturday morning was spent with equal time on the trails and on the road. I started what was to be a 10 mile run with my team. We headed North along the Oceanfront and as we neared the park, something from the path called to me. As much as I needed the companion of others, I bravely said no and my gypsy soul went off alone. I veered right and took to the trails while my running buds went left. I felt my stride come into play and a groove began as I hurdled through nearly 5 miles of mud and roots. This independent journey has become routine and fondly familiar.


Saturday, 64th St Entrance of Cape Henry Trail

As I exited the park and neared our team water stop, my hips and consequently my glutes began feeling fatigued. Not a normal feeling for me rounding out just 7 miles. My body began speaking rather suddenly and loud enough for me to hear, with an all too familiar voice.  In March when my body had similar a sensation, I pushed through 13.1 not wanting to wimp out. I finished the race in tears and left feeling completely deflated. I do not have any interest of that happening again. I have become so in tune with what my body needs both physically and emotionally and Saturday I was brave enough to simply say no. By mile 8.5 I was walking and the answer to the race day question was clear. My current training habits are those that can’t support a 13.1 mile run.

When we think of bravery, we often think of someone who is confronting danger head on. Charging forward and plowing through no matter what the costs. A warrior. But sometimes being brave is simply stopping and being still. It is having enough sense to know when something doesn’t make you feel good. Knowing when the risk isn’t worth the reward. Knowing when the pain isn’t worth the pleasure. I have learned this. I have embraced this. I am honoring this. I will be brave enough to protect my spirit and the stride I fought so hard to get.


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What I Learned By Eating Cupcakes For Breakfast


The tone of the writing on this site has always been a timely reflection of my tone. My mood. My feelings. My daily intention. It started as a place to document my journey through half marathon training nearly five years ago. Since then, this space has allowed for much more. Just like my time pounding the pavement, this site is a true extension of me. This season of life has been about learning. Digging deep and figuring out what I’m actually digging for. Fighting for. I am learning to go back to the basics.

Earlier this summer I made a list of goals as I do at the turn of each training season. As it is in life…the more we plan…the more God laughs and life takes over. Initially, an early fall half marathon was placed in the top 5 for the short list. Fast forward to present day and bam! Opportunity everywhere other than the road has been knocking and I keep opening  the door. This means that my well crafted race day intentions got thrown out the window. Life isn’t allowing it. This has left me puzzled, surely I could fit it all in. No matter what the cost to my health or my relationships.

Luckily for me, and intentionally, I surround myself with people who are wiser and smarter than I am. One of those people…Kristy… reminded me gently and yet so matter of factly that running should compliment my life. It should be a piece of it. She also  sent me the below quote this morning.


Running isn’t my purpose here on this lovely planet, or even my talent. I just happen to love it. But lately it has not been fun and the reason it hasn’t been fun is because I have not been making it fun. The pressure I put on myself of trying to fit in training for time was breaking my heart.  I was totally missing the point.

This past week I found myself begging for a timeout. Morning coffee and cupcakes for breakfast seemed to somehow guide me towards a healthy reckless abandonment of ideals.

Running 5 miles today with a group of fellow road warriors made it all click. We stopped a couple times for numerous reasons on what would normally be a routine run. The lightbulb went off as I drove home.


The pauses on the route were reminders to STOP or I just might miss it. If I would have kept running I would have missed some good conversations with women I love. I would have missed the selfie on the overpass with teammates. I would have missed connecting and furthering authentic friendships with people who could care less about how big my ass is or my mile pace. They are friends. They are family. Equally fighting battles of their own, we all are soaking up the moments and abandoning other influencers ideals of what our running should be. Today we won. It isn’t my season to chase the time on the clock. It is the season to chase more time with my tribe.


Photo Credit: Don Babcock

It is a process, and it may always be…but today I found myself on the right path with the right people, right where I belong.

Finally.  What I have been searching for these past few months…Today I found.


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Necessity In The Rest


It was nearing the end of summer and I could feel the change of season coming in my soul just as it would soon turn to fall. I promised myself I’d sleep until I woke naturally. Rest had become necessary. The planet would stir my spirit when it was ready for me. Nearing 6:00 am that Sunday morning, I awoke. This was the latest I had slept during that week, so I lingered. I lingered in the covers, on the pillow, and in a blissful state.  In a sort of natural pull, I felt the desire to be in nature. Sunday mornings are usually spent on the trails, but not today. There would be a change of plans. In an almost instinctive way my feet hit the ground, I made coffee, and I carelessly threw on some clothes…I would later discover my t-shirt was on backwards. I walked with my coffee the 1/4 mile walkway down to the beach access. There in all of its glory waiting for me was the infinite water and sky. My place. The reason I live by the bay. Morning is my favorite time of day and starting it in a place I can witness the world wake up is a gift. It’s a place of solace, of meditation, of quiet, of peace. It’s a place without judgement. A place of power.

That day I was early. I knew I could snag a spot in the abandoned beach chairs I’ve admired all summer. I’m not sure who they belong to, but I know they possess love by the carved out initials and hearts in the head rest. For that, I thank them for sharing their sweet spot by the shore with me. I felt safe there taking in the surrounding sites and sounds.

The sun began to come up over the pier and in the same fashion, a new spirit sprouted within me.  Lately I’ve been doubting and I’ve been doubted. In that, I’ve been hurt. I’ve felt exhausted from the inside out. I’ve felt insulted. I have felt let down. I’ve felt alone in part these past couple of weeks, leaving me to retreat to my cave only to rest my weary body and lick my wounds. As it so naturally does, time heals.

The universe seems to always know what we need and when we need it. When it talks, we must listen. That day I followed the calling… out to the line where the salt meets the sand. As I reflected I felt gratitude. Thankful for good friends. Their patience and presence through friendship are teaching me. From them I am learning and I am sharing my new knowledge with you. I learned it is ok to not feel perfect all the time. It is ok to acknowledge that. To accept it. It is ok to forgive yourself as you forgive others. Forge ahead with purpose. Make time for regular retreats in your safe space. You will find it most necessary.


The time I took for myself to rest proved most beneficial. I spent some time this past weekend creating a safe, peaceful space within my home. A cozy nook of sorts filled with a favorite candle, a familiar blanket, a peaceful playlist and books filled with inspiration from yoga teachers, Saints, coaches, and God. Here I will be vulnerable. I will reserve the right to rest my soul. I write part of this post from the nook, nestled in and quiet. My hope for you is that while I normally encourage you to move, today I encourage you to rest. Find your sweet spot. Retreat. Make room and make time for this.

As I went to share this post with you, a link came my way that seemed fitting to share. I connected with some wonderful leaders during my time at the Wanderlust Retreat earlier this year. One of them was yoga instructor Jessie Kates. I have followed her online since my return and subscribe to her YouTube channel. Perfect for those days I want to hit my mat in private or need a meditation break on the go. As you find solace in your space, check out this teaching on letting go.

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Marketing Monday: 4 Tips To Get Your Business More Social


No one knows your business/brand/cause better than you. You talk about it at parties, at the dinner table, and at events. But there is still one place you may not be talking about it…and it is time to start! If you believe that just because you don’t use social media regularly,  it’s not important for your business…think again. According to research published in June 2016 by Zephoria Digital Marketing, there are over 1.71 billion active monthly Facebook users. Of that, 1.13 billion active users log in and out of the social media giant daily. Usage is up 17% from the year before, proving that the online audience is bigger than ever.  You should not need any other statistics to know that your clients and competition are likely among the masses. Don’t get complacent. Get social! Here are 4 tips to get your business more social on Facebook today.

Tip 1. Create a business FB page. You may already have a personal FB page, now is the time to set up your business page. Check out this article for step by step instructions.

Tip 2. Personalize your page. Add descriptions about your page. Upload your business logo as the profile pic on your business page.  This will help current or prospective clients recognize your business while they are using Facebook. Make sure the descriptions match the information you have on your website and printed material. Consistency is key. Update hours of operation and contact information including your business website, email address, phone number, and location. If you have a home based business, you may consider leaving off location.

Tip 3. Share your biz page with the world. An easy way to do this is to share it on your personal page first. Tell family and friends to follow, like, and share your business page. Watch the “like” count grow and see your page take the web by storm!

Tip 4. Begin posting on behalf of your company. When considering what to post, start with basic information. Share business updates, new product launches, awards, and industry specific information on this platform. When posting, use the rule of the 3 p’s. Ask yourself if what you post is powerful, provoking, and positive? Talk just as you would to your clients.


Feel like you need more social media coaching? Contact me thefitpetite@gmail.com  to schedule an appointment.


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