Jenny Sheets, January 2013

The Lookout
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Monday, January 28, 2013 - 12:15pm Jenny Sheets

Finding motivation on those cold winter days.

My eyes weren’t even open yet and I felt a pounding in my skull and a tongue on my face. I slowly woke from a deep slumber and realized the pounding was a result of the previous late night, and, luckily, the tongue belonged to my dog. I was only two weeks into my New Year’s resolution to train for the Bridger Ridge Run, and I pulled the sheet back up over my head and rolled over. 

“Get up!” my boyfriend yelled, tearing the comforter off me. I had made him agree to be responsible for getting me out of the house, especially on days when I didn’t want to leave the bed. Today was one of those days. “You’re supposed to be running,” he said with an evil smirk. I crawled out of bed, slugged around the house, and an hour later had only made it as far as the couch. 

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Monday, January 7, 2013 - 11:35am Jenny Sheets

A local runner goes for broke.

The ball has dropped, the champagne bubbles have gone flat, and all that remains are your daunting resolutions: quit smoking, lose weight, read more, travel abroad, save money. While I usually believe that New Year's resolutions are just delusional cleansings, this year I succumbed to the peer pressure and made my own goal: do the Bridger Ridge Run. The race, emblematic of strength, determination, and pain, gives any finisher the right to claim victory over the range that looms above our mountain community day after day. Difficult? I can't even imagine. Delusional? Absolutely. 

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