I’ve been thinking a lot lately about why I’ve found myself particularly motivated and dedicated towards running as of late. I’m not particularly fast, as evidenced by my less-than-spectacular mile times throughout my high school career. Additionally, my lightning quick metabolism allows me to freely indulge in the local Philly cuisine. No matter how many D’alessandro’s Cheesesteaks I stuff down my gullet, my body has managed to plateau at 10.36 stone, or 145 lbs for my non-UK readers.
I certainly don’t run in accordance with any fad, as Anchorman Ron Burgundy and Veronica Vaughn did during their first stint as a couple (“I believe it’s jogging or yogging. It might be a soft j.”) Nor do I subscribe to the legendary Kenny Powers adage (“I play real sports. Not trying to be the best at exercising.”)
My daily run is the one place where I can provide my mind with clear, unadulterated thought. I never run with music, or any predetermined route. I run to the point of defeat, and allow my body to wallow in its aching state during a postscript ice-cold shower.
Ironically enough, I came across the answer to my question during a run yesterday. As a 19-year-old college student, many of the goals and challenges I’ve met to this point have been accomplished with other’s approval in mind. Unlike maintaining a high GPA and/or acquiring a prestigious internship, running is a singular goal that I can unequivocally state I do for myself. This daily routine has provided my life with a sense of accordance in an otherwise confusing and hectic schedule. Although I don’t always find the time and/or motivation to run, I can normally assuage my reluctance with the prospect of the accomplished feeling at the completion of the run.
I think that I’m starting this blog for many of the same reasons that I find myself lacing up my running sneakers each and every day. In starting a blog, I have no predetermined agenda, or “route.” Running has given me a small taste of the accordance of setting personal goals, and I think a blog could only propagate this initial foray into “lifestyle design.” I think this blog may become a convenient outlet to hopefully discover a little more about myself at a particularly trying time in my life. I hope you’ll be along for the ride.
 More on that another time.
 I’m looking at you, Mom & Dad.