figuring it out

"I'll figure it out" is the mantra of choice.

~Danielle LaPorte

I still don't know what my career will look like in a year, maybe even six months.

But I'll figure it out.

I don't know what my next step is after I go to the running coach training this weekend.

But I'll figure it out.

What I do know? This weekend was amazing. This weekend was full of excitement, passion, and joy.

This weekend was full of friends pushing themselves. Friends making new friends.

I will figure out a way to make this my career. I will figure out a way to make a living from my passion. I may not know exactly where I'm going, but I know that it is making more of this.

Saturday, I helped organize a satellite run for Sarah Hart.

And I was lucky enough to travel 2 hours to complete the race in her hometown. I ran for her. It is amazing what can happen when a group of runners stand up for one of our own.

Saturday night, we ran my favorite Lexington race. I love a Midsummer Night's Run. I was able to see ladies that trained through our group's 5K training program complete their first 5K. I also saw several previous "graduates" continue their running experience. I ran the race with a lot of friends. Seasoned runners. Beginning runners. All over the spectrum. These ladies are my friends. (In addition to the several that didn't make it to the picture.)

Sunday morning, we got up when the alarm went off at 4:45. I ran 15 hilly miles. I ran with friends continuing to run through pregnancy. Friends who just committed to training for her first marathon. And three of these lovelies ran farther than they had ever ran before in the hours after this picture was taken. I was around for not only running achievements, but also to see new friendships blossom.

These ladies are my tribe. They are my people. They are my passion. And I'm chasing it. I don't know where it will take me, but it will take me somewhere. Somewhere huge. Somewhere wonderful.

I'm figuring it out.