Welcome to The Lone Runner. My name is Kassandra. My blog is about running, healthy living, finding balance, food, family and my adventures as a mother.
I am a runner. I am a mother. I am a daughter.
I am a runner who lipsyncs on the treadmill, shouts “woohoo” when I reach the top of a hill and laces up even when it is -10 degrees. I simply love running. I’m actually one of those people who excessively talks to the employees in the local running store because I can’t shut up about how much I love running.
While I have been running on and off for over a decade, I ran my first race in January 2013 and have not looked back. Road racing allows me to unapologetically unleash the competitive side of my personality -and let me tell you, what a rush!
I love racing, but don’t get me wrong; I also enjoy the peaceful nature of early morning runs. There is something relaxing about running on the open road at dawn, being slightly blinded by the sun as it emerges over the horizon, and starting the day with time to myself. Oh, and it’s also pretty awesome to move faster than the Boston commuters on the local highway. Running is the time in my day when I feel strong, accomplished, sexy, young, and limitless. Sounds utterly fantastic, right?
I am the mother of a rambunctious toddler. I was a stay-at-home-mom for two years until I started working a part-time job at a local running store. My daughter, Lillian (3) is your typical toddler who is keeps me on my toes as she enjoys trying to ride our Labrador Retriever around the house, drawing on the walls and terrorizing the cat when I turn my back. She is a handful and I love her with all my heart.
Being a SAHM was the most emotionally challenging and exhausting job I have ever had; the endless hours, minimal adult interaction, and repetitive cycle of caring for the baby, cleaning the house, and cooking dinner was tiresome at times. When the monotony of being home began to wear on me running had the power to pull me out of my rut and energize me for the day ahead. In many ways running saved me and helped me to become a happier, more balanced mother.
These days I am always on-the-go as I try to balance working full time at the local running store, marathon training and family life. It’s not always easy, but man is it fun to try :).
I am the daughter of a father who is a passionate runner, competitive road racer and YMCA lifer. He is my inspiration as an athlete and as a parent. No seriously, how did the man have the energy to train for 6 marathons, have three kids and work a full time job? (Supportive wife? Excessive amounts of coffee?) How on earth did he run a 5K in 17:49? And how does he eat so many damn cookies and still run so fast!?
My dad always talked about running as if it had the power to solve all of the problems in one’s life. It may have taken over a decade, but I think I am starting to understand him. I’m not sure he even knows it, but he has taught me that by running you can find peace in a stressful day, challenge yourself, and surprise yourself in your physical and emotional strength. My dad gave me the gift of running, and I thank him every day for it.
**UPDATE: I started this blog in the early summer of 2013. Since then I have written a lot on motherhood, racing, training and everything in-between. Here is a link to my top 5 favorite posts to date – CLICK HERE– Enjoy!! (updated: June 2015).
A special thanks…
*I would also like to thank my friend and freelance editor, Jayne Pillemer for her guidance and support. She edits many of the narrative style posts on The Lone Runner! Thanks Jayne!