Montana, the devil of state, has made it to where running is the most hardest thing ever. For me, running has become a way of life. There is never a day that I don't go with it. I love the way it feels and how accomplished it makes me feel. I have never had a passion so strong. Running has made it easier for me to go to college and it helps pay the bill. As much as I love it, there comes a time where I don't feel like I can go on. There are times where there are no motivation and no way that I want to compete. For the past few months, I have been struggling to find any form of motivation. I was able to find motivation from my team mate. However, she is no longer on the team due to certain reasons. This leaves me with with a lack of motivation. I have decided that this blog will become my motivation to run. I will run to write about my experiences, my ups, my downs, and the other in betweens.
I attend college in Montana. Montana is probably the worst state ever to be a runner in. The weather is never pleasant and it I think its the reason that I have found a lack of motivation. Weather here is harsh and unlike anything I have experienced before. Today, I was given the opportunity of getting an easy run. As a long distance runner, a long run is roughly four to six miles. On my five mile run, the wind was so harsh. I was running with two of my teammates. While we running, we were able to communicate to one another because of the wind. It sounded like a whip was being struck. It was loud, it was all over the place, and it was pushing me like a wall. While going up the flag hill, I thought I was going to crash hard. The wind just didn't want me to get up and over that hill. If I lived any where else, I would expect that the wind would be at my back when I turned around. However, in Montana, that is not a option. Montana wind is the worst because it goes in all directions at all times!!! Its by far the worst experience of my life!!
