This season has been full of gratitude, growth, and quiet victories — both on and off the pavement. By the time you read this, I will have crossed the finish lines of two meaningful races: the Turkey Trot I ran with my oldest daughter, and the Blue and Gray Half Marathon, which I completed just yesterday on December 7th.

This year’s Turkey Trot was more than just a race. It was a celebration, a tradition, and a moment of connection I’ll always hold close. Running it with my daughter made it even more special. She is one of the biggest reasons I strive to grow — emotionally, academically, and professionally. Sharing those early-morning jitters, the laughter, the determination, and finally the pride of reaching the finish line together reminded me why these moments matter.

Races like this aren’t just about miles or pace. They’re about memories. They’re about showing our children what resilience looks like. They’re about joy, community, and carrying traditions forward in ways that feel both familiar and new.

And then came the Blue and Gray Half Marathon — now in its 25th year. Yesterday was my first time running it, and it lived up to everything I had heard. There is a different kind of magic in running through familiar streets, surrounded by neighbors, friends, and volunteers who cheer because they recognize you, or simply because they want to see you win.

Completing this race also marks a personal milestone:
My first time finishing two half marathons in one calendar year.

I showed up yesterday with more confidence, more experience, and a deeper appreciation for what my body can do. Running has been an anchor for me in seasons when I needed strength, clarity, and a sense of grounding. And crossing that finish line reminded me, yet again, that I am capable of so much more than I often give myself credit for.

Every early morning run, every long training day, every mile logged led to that moment — and I’m proud of myself for trusting the process and honoring the journey.

December feels like a month of finishing strong, celebrating progress, and stepping into the new year with purpose.

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5 Things I Learned from Racing This Year

1. My body is stronger than I thought.

Every race — from 5Ks to half marathons — revealed strength I didn’t know I was building. Growth often shows up at the finish line, long after the work is done.

2. Showing up matters more than speed.

Some days felt effortless; others were a struggle. But every time I laced up and stepped outside, that was the real victory.

3. Running with family brings a different kind of joy.

Sharing the Turkey Trot with my daughter reminded me that movement can be a source of connection, laughter, and memories that last long after the race ends.

4. Community energy is its own kind of fuel.

From volunteers to cheering strangers, the support along the course gives you a lift you didn’t know you needed — and carries you farther than you expected.

5. Every race teaches you something about yourself.

Each finish line offered a lesson — patience, resilience, self-trust, gratitude. The miles helped me see who I’m becoming and what I’m capable of.

As I close out this year, I’m already looking ahead to my 2026 race season — a year I plan to challenge myself in new ways. My goal is to complete two half marathons, one full marathon, one 5K every month, and three 10Ks within the same calendar year. I already have a few races in mind, and right now I’m focused on creating a realistic financial plan to make it all possible. Running has become more than a hobby for me; it’s a commitment to my growth, my health, and the example I’m setting for my children. Stepping into 2026, I’m excited to continue building consistency, discipline, and joy — one race, one mile, one moment at a time.