When my Grandpa Brown was playing Euchre, he would call trump having only the queen and an ace. Somehow, he managed to get all the tricks in the round. Even without the strongest cards to play, he would still win. Logically, it made no sense. But that was the way he li...

I have this small electric fireplace in my bedroom. It is nestled close to my bed and provides both a warm (yet artificial) glow and soothing warmth. I was often found lying on the carpeted floor directly in-front the vents during stressful times in my life. The soft d...

I did a thing the other day. A thing that I have been dreaming about since the conception of Happy Trails Racing. It's a thing that took many forms. But at its core, it continued to reflect the connection that I had so desperately been seeking.

I have always been making...

“I’m only running the 5k”.  I think we need to stop shaming ourselves for picking the shortest distance at an event.  I, for one, am guilty of doing this.  I see someone I know at a local race, strike up a conversation, and next thing I know I am feeling embarrassed th...

My name is Heather and I am a habitual hugger.  I love hugs.  For me, hugs are a sign of acceptance, celebration, comfort, and love.  Through the past year, my instinct to hug the meaningful people in my life has stopped.  Why?  Because hugging isn’t the same experienc...

Setting a goal of posting a blog once a month seemed realistic until it wasn't. Everyday, I thought of something new that I wanted or needed to write about. Almost 99% of my writing is based off experiences I've had that were directly or indirectly linked to running....

Truth? Here it is.  

My truth is that I am no longer injured. Nothing hurts. No physical pain is holding me back from running. The crutch that kept my excuses supported, is gone.  

My truth is that I am so far from what I was 2 years ago, that I cannot con...

I am blissfully immersed in a community of lionhearted women who are conquering their fears while attaining their goals.  Through treacherous terrain and harrowing forces that threaten to force them off course, these women persevere with unwavering courage until they’v...

I’m broken and beaten as I stumble through the woods.  Every step feels like a tremendous effort.  I catch a diffused glow shining meekly through the dense trees at the bottom of a hill.  I run towards the light and reach a small shelter isolated off the path of the fo...

After reading about the success of the Ginger Runner's YouTube channel (he proudly declared that he has reached 100,000 subscribers), I was reminded of the open letter that I posted online last year.  I am so inspired by people who chase fearlessly after their dreams w...