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No Promises.

“We cannot build the future by avenging the past.”
― T.H. White, The Once and Future King

Posts tagged San Francisco:

Well, I guess by the blood stain of your lips
And the wander of your fingertips
I should prove true to my emptiness
And stay here

But despite what you’ve been told
I once had a soul

Sunday’s Race Route. I’m excited and a little apprehensive to be running across the Golden Gate Bridge, because of the personal significance it carries for me. I never met my father’s mother, and because my family carries grief very poorly, I don’t know too much about my grandmother. I love living in San Francisco now because it was where she lived, and grew up, and spent a great deal of her life. One of the very few things I do know about her is that she roller skated across the Golden Gate Bridge on Opening Day, in 1937. She was fifteen years old. I’ll be thinking about her with every step. 
For a lot of my friends and family, I’m sure this seems pretty easy — but I’ve never been a distance runner. Lingering injuries from high school and uncorrected breathing problems kept me pretty sidelined. 
My two surgeries last year have given me an incredible gift, and I’ve been able to accomplish things that never would have been possible for me before. Two years ago, I struggled to run a single mile. Now, I can comfortably run over 7. I’ve kept pushing myself and this will be the longest distance I’ve ever run. 
Running has been such a huge part of my weight loss, and just the way I feel about myself in general. I’m still learning and growing as a person, and a large part of that is to try to stop being my own worst enemy. 
When I’m racing, I’m competing against myself, and the only thing that can stop me is me. I’m not a distance runner. I don’t have the physique for it, even now that I’m in much better shape. My legs are too short, my torso is too long, and I’ll never match pace with my 6ft tall younger sister. 
I’m not going to win. I might make my goal pace, and I might not. But I am going to finish. And how I do depends entirely on me. Which is honestly, really refreshing. I’m not limited by my talents in this arena, because I don’t have any. When you have no talents, then you have no limits. It’s all an act of will. 

Sunday’s Race Route. I’m excited and a little apprehensive to be running across the Golden Gate Bridge, because of the personal significance it carries for me. I never met my father’s mother, and because my family carries grief very poorly, I don’t know too much about my grandmother. I love living in San Francisco now because it was where she lived, and grew up, and spent a great deal of her life. One of the very few things I do know about her is that she roller skated across the Golden Gate Bridge on Opening Day, in 1937. She was fifteen years old. I’ll be thinking about her with every step. 

For a lot of my friends and family, I’m sure this seems pretty easy — but I’ve never been a distance runner. Lingering injuries from high school and uncorrected breathing problems kept me pretty sidelined. 

My two surgeries last year have given me an incredible gift, and I’ve been able to accomplish things that never would have been possible for me before. Two years ago, I struggled to run a single mile. Now, I can comfortably run over 7. I’ve kept pushing myself and this will be the longest distance I’ve ever run. 

Running has been such a huge part of my weight loss, and just the way I feel about myself in general. I’m still learning and growing as a person, and a large part of that is to try to stop being my own worst enemy. 

When I’m racing, I’m competing against myself, and the only thing that can stop me is me. I’m not a distance runner. I don’t have the physique for it, even now that I’m in much better shape. My legs are too short, my torso is too long, and I’ll never match pace with my 6ft tall younger sister. 

I’m not going to win. I might make my goal pace, and I might not. But I am going to finish. And how I do depends entirely on me. Which is honestly, really refreshing. I’m not limited by my talents in this arena, because I don’t have any. When you have no talents, then you have no limits. It’s all an act of will. 

(Source: dreamsasunder, via cuntented)

I just wanna be theeEEerREeeee in MY CITAYYEEEE whoooooOOoo OOOOOO OOOO OOOoooOOO

I just wanna be theeEEerREeeee in MY CITAYYEEEE whoooooOOoo OOOOOO OOOO OOOoooOOO

(via cuntented)

paulmadonna:

All Over Coffee #582
by Paul Madonna
http://paulmadonna.com

Fuck. 

paulmadonna:

All Over Coffee #582

by Paul Madonna

http://paulmadonna.com

Fuck. 

“Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged. Missing me one place, search another. I stop somewhere waiting for you.”

Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

“Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged. Missing me one place, search another. I stop somewhere waiting for you.”

Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

Happy to be back in my city tonight, fog and cold and all. My roots here are deep, whatever waterfalls and pleasures the rest of the world has to give.

Happy to be back in my city tonight, fog and cold and all. My roots here are deep, whatever waterfalls and pleasures the rest of the world has to give.

(Source: sanfrancisko, via cuntented)

trella:

mapsontheweb:

San Francisco alternative map (via whenthennow)

I live in the block entitled “Medical School” however I don’t think that fits my neighborhood’s vibe. It’s more of an “angry hippies” type of place. At least they highlighted the Duck Pond in Golden Gate park. ^^

I live kind of at the intersection of “gang cross fire” and “stolen goods”. Sounds about right.

trella:

mapsontheweb:

San Francisco alternative map (via whenthennow)

I live in the block entitled “Medical School” however I don’t think that fits my neighborhood’s vibe. It’s more of an “angry hippies” type of place. At least they highlighted the Duck Pond in Golden Gate park. ^^

I live kind of at the intersection of “gang cross fire” and “stolen goods”. Sounds about right.

(via cuntented)

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