Love the Life you Live, Live the Life you Love

Today on my run some guy yelled at me that I have nice legs - how refreshing! So much better than last week's "show off" comment I got from that old man. So when I got home I did something I really never do....I checked out my legs in the mirror. And you know what? I DO have nice legs. Totally by accident! It's not often I compliment my body, not that I think there's anything wrong with it, but I really never sit back and appreciate my hard work. So now, whenever I'm feeling down about training or my body, I can look down and think "hey, at least I have my legs." Not just because they're slightly more muscular than than the average Jill, but also because they're the thing that allows me to do what I gotta do... Run! Thanks, legs! I love you!

Let's all take a moment to savor in this thought: Tonight is my last night in Summit Hall. I repeat: Tonight is my last night in Summit Hall. One more time for good measure, people! ...Alright fine, I can tell you're not into as I am. But if you had to spend the last 2 1/2 months in this place and this was your last night, you'd be outside doing the funky chicken. Honestly, if USU's campus were a body, this apartment complex would be the buttcrack. Not even the armpit - that'd be an understatement. Will I miss the no A/C, 95 degree family room? Nope. Will I regret never sitting on the corduroy purple couch in my room? Not a bit. Will I wish I would've struck up a conversation with the 30-something year old ponytailed man who lives across the hall who I've never seen wear anything but assorted multi-colored plaid pajamas and ratty t-shirts outside while he smokes a pack a day and makes awkward comments as I leave for my runs? Nah. I don't think w...