Girl Accidentally Runs Half Marathon

Girl Accidentally Runs Half Marathon

And shows us we can do it.

If you needed motivation to train for a half marathon, then you should know about LeeAdianez Rodriguez-Espada, the 12-year-old girl who accidentally ran a half marathon in Rochester, New York last week. She had signed up for a 5k, but ended up running 10 more miles. Five other 12-year-olds and a 7-year-old ran the race in case you thought Lee was an exception.

However, if you want to run a half marathon, or any race, you don’t have to accidentally do it. For people who like schedules, there are plans for runners ranging from beginner to advanced. These make you feel accountable, but beware the plans if you don’t like to be told what to do, but then feel bad when you don’t do something. Running when you feel like it, if you are self-disciplined, sometimes can lead to a PR, or personal record in running jargon. You wake up feeling like you want to run six instead of seven miles one week, so you run six miles, and then continue to listen to your body. Eventually, you do have to attempt running 10 to 11 miles, but you never have to run 13.1 until actual race day, which adds to the excitement and anticipation.

I’ve always said everyone can run a half marathon, which I still believe is true. If you have the ability to run and the desire to run, then you can do it. The same CNN article that announced LeeAdianez’s accidental accomplishment claimed that dogs have run half marathons before. If man’s best friend can endure 13.1 miles, then you can as well. I’m not saying that everyone needs to run a half marathon, but don’t discredit yourself or discourage yourself from running one on the assumption that you physically cannot. Physical constraints can either make or break us, and as more people attempt half marathons, I think they start to realize that certain constraints are actually just constructs of our own mind meant to deter us from trying.

If you search for Lee’s story, then you also find other stories of people accidentally running races. In 2015, a teenage boy accidentally ran the Philadelphia marathon. Evan Megoulas and Lee are just two people who have tricked their minds, which often stop us from going the extra mile, or 10, or 13.1.

What we learn from Lee is that running is 90 percent mental. If you want to run a race, whether it’s a 5k or a marathon, then just do it. Don’t make excuses about how you can’t, because Lee shows us that we can. Running doesn’t just have to be for track runners. It can be a way of challenging ourselves and allows us to quantitatively track our progress. Even though Lee was without a doubt the most sore she’s ever been after that race, she ran one the next weekend. If accidentally running a half marathon didn’t traumatize her to the point of never running again, then anything is possible.

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8 Reasons Why My Dad Is the Most Important Man In My Life

Forever my number one guy.

Growing up, there's been one consistent man I can always count on, my father. In any aspect of my life, my dad has always been there, showing me unconditional love and respect every day. No matter what, I know that my dad will always be the most important man in my life for many reasons.

1. He has always been there.

Literally. From the day I was born until today, I have never not been able to count on my dad to be there for me, uplift me and be the best dad he can be.

2. He learned to adapt and suffer through girly trends to make me happy.

I'm sure when my dad was younger and pictured his future, he didn't think about the Barbie pretend pageants, dressing up as a princess, perfecting my pigtails and enduring other countless girly events. My dad never turned me down when I wanted to play a game, no matter what and was always willing to help me pick out cute outfits and do my hair before preschool.

3. He sends the cutest texts.

Random text messages since I have gotten my own cell phone have always come my way from my dad. Those randoms "I love you so much" and "I am so proud of you" never fail to make me smile, and I can always count on my dad for an adorable text message when I'm feeling down.

4. He taught me how to be brave.

When I needed to learn how to swim, he threw me in the pool. When I needed to learn how to ride a bike, he went alongside me and made sure I didn't fall too badly. When I needed to learn how to drive, he was there next to me, making sure I didn't crash.

5. He encourages me to best the best I can be.

My dad sees the best in me, no matter how much I fail. He's always there to support me and turn my failures into successes. He can sit on the phone with me for hours, talking future career stuff and listening to me lay out my future plans and goals. He wants the absolute best for me, and no is never an option, he is always willing to do whatever it takes to get me where I need to be.

6. He gets sentimental way too often, but it's cute.

Whether you're sitting down at the kitchen table, reminiscing about your childhood, or that one song comes on that your dad insists you will dance to together on your wedding day, your dad's emotions often come out in the cutest possible way, forever reminding you how loved you are.

7. He supports you, emotionally and financially.

Need to vent about a guy in your life that isn't treating you well? My dad is there. Need some extra cash to help fund spring break? He's there for that, too.

8. He shows me how I should be treated.

Yes, my dad treats me like a princess, and I don't expect every guy I meet to wait on me hand and foot, but I do expect respect, and that's exactly what my dad showed I deserve. From the way he loves, admires, and respects me, he shows me that there are guys out there who will one day come along and treat me like that. My dad always advises me to not put up with less than I deserve and assures me that the right guy will come along one day.

For these reasons and more, my dad will forever be my No. 1 man. I love you!

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Poetry on Odyssey: Dawn

Poems about when you lose your mom in a difficult way and too early in life.


Poems about when you lose your mom in a difficult way and too early in life.

Season of Falling

Season of Falling

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As the weather grows colder,

our hearts begin to freeze and harden.

We grieve for those fallen,

and for all who are lost.

When the trees don colors,

and leaves begin their descent,

we mourn for the loss,t

hat alters our perceptions.

Loved ones falling, fading fast,

leaving the season,

with or without reason.

As winter approaches

our world is irrevocably transformed

leaving hearts frozen, haunted by memories

Of the season of falling.



Photo by Ivan Jevtic on Unsplash

My life was slowing to a stop

Missing every beat of her heart

"Where are you?" "How could you?"

Anger and rage consumed my heart

My life was slowing to a stop

Missing every beat of her heart

She is gone or is this not real

She was broken, she was weak

She was Mom

Brushing my hair, soothing me to sleep

Memories of a young girl, safe with her mom

Everything the same, yet now my world has changed.

The days pass slowly, questions lingering

"Where are you?" "How could you?"

No answer, no reason.

As I pick my head up and carry on

She will always be Mom.



Photo by Patryk Sobczak on Unsplash

No one speaks its name.

A darkness that hungers for heart and soul,

anger and confusion that makes no sense.

The heart tenses, constricting tight,

breathless, throat closed.

Stalking you, calling you,

holding you tight,

forgotten how to breathe,

the pain numbs into darkness.

Slowly letting go,

slipping beneath the surface.

The depths of isolated pain,

tears become invisible,

there's no one else near,

grief wraps itself around you,

whispering, "I'm here".



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As the pain sears through my chest I am reminded of my humanity.

What makes me different from the world?

Every emotion, good or bad, reminds us we are alive.

Our humanity allows us the experience of great emotions but also deep pain.

Is the universal rule that without pain we cannot find happiness?

Is this cruel or simply life? Do we fault human will or our creator?

Are these our emotions or someone else's?



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As I watch my children play,

I wonder what I will say.

The truth or lie?

Will their innocence die,

Will the light outshine the darkness?

Not everything was bad,

I was loved, you made mistakes,

The pain will fade, the memories remain.

Laughter and joy,

As I watch my children play,

I wonder what I will say.

Your grandmother will always remain.



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Her comfort held in her hands,

Her home is where it takes her.

Covers of many colors,

pages of cream, ink carefully placed.

Her freedom, escape from reality.

They understand her pain, hiding from the truth.

She isn't strong enough to make it on her own.

People suffer, love that makes it through the storm, pieces glued back together.

Holding them close they are her lifeboat, her safe place.

Her comfort held in her hands, Her home is where it takes her.



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The world spins round

Yet we stand still

Observing the lost souls.

Wondering why?

Love and loss, pain and hope,

all the layers of life

Sometimes we forget,

who we really are inside.

Watching from within seeing lives unfold

Is all this pain worth what we are told?

Happiness, should we be so bold?



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I look at what has happened,

I will not understand.

Torn by the child within you raised,

The adult that feels betrayed.

You left us, the ones you loved

to face the demons you could no longer hide

I look back at my writing,

as my ink spills across the page,

there is only one way.

You were human.

An adult with mistakes.

And a mother that knew best,

healing is a journey; time is what we need

without you, time is all we have.

Mother's Embrace

Mother's Embrace

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As I long for your embrace,

only the kind a mother can give,

memories of you flood me.

I am left longing for more time.

The moments you held and kissed me,

Fixing my scrapes and bruises.

I find myself wishing and hoping,

As I long for your embrace,

For the embrace, only a mother can give.

That time has passed for us,

So I hold my children close.

Hugging and kissing them,

With the embrace, only a mother can give.

Leaving them with memories,

Hopes and wishes,

Fixing scrapes and bruises,

With the embrace, only a mother can give.

As I long for your embrace,

memories of you flood me,

While I hold my children,

With the embrace, only a mother can give.

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