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I’m Jaemie, a thirty-something living and working in Pennsylvania. Professionally, I’m a storyteller, a pixel pusher, and a creative problem solver. Personally, I am a Celiac (gluten free), a runner, a healthy living advocate, a Pittsburgh Penguins fan, a tuxedo cat mama, and usually caffeinated.

  • Ghost Town Trail 12K Challenge complete! ⁣ 👻 🏃🏻‍♀️🌲💪👊⁣ ⁣ Next up: Fourth of July 5K⁣ ———⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ #run #runner #running #instarunner #runnersofinstagram #runnersofig #slowrunner #8run4 #2019goals #allsznrunner #onwardtogoodthings #ghosttowntrailchallenge
  • The Wolfpack audiobook gave me actual goosebumps. So good.⁣ ⁣ I will admit that I was hesitant to fork over an @audible credit for the book. So many authors that I love recommended it. So, is the book ACTUALLY good, or are they all friends supporting one another regardless of quality? Should I wait for the library to get it?⁣ ⁣ When @brenebrown had it in her recommended #gradstack, I added it to my list. I am so glad I did!⁣ ⁣ It’s a short listen (read), but it’s worth it. And now I kind of want @abbywambach to be my friend to give me pep talks when I don’t demand the effing ball.⁣ ⁣ I will be buying copies of this to give as gifts when anyone needs a pep talk or a pick me up.⁣ ⁣⁣ ———⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ #wolfpackbook #amreading #bookstagram #recommendedreading #reading #shelfie #leadership
  • Eight hot, slow miles.⁣ ⁣ Mile 1: My hip. Why are there PEOPLE outside. Oh, this is why I run at night. The runners are telling me I’m doing a good job. I’m slow, not dying. STFU.⁣ ⁣ Mile 2: Hooot. Sore. I should go home.⁣ ⁣ Mile 3: I have to make a choice before I run downhill. Keep going or go home?⁣ ⁣ Mile 4: Downhill it is. Doggo carrying a large branch. I can do this.⁣ Creep following me in a Jeep, yelling things at me about my ass and asking where I’m headed. GROSS. ⁣ Mile 5: Hoooot. Big Sh_t Boobs sign. XXL condom box. Party at the hospital?⁣ ⁣ Mile 6: Get me out of Murderville, I mean Moxham.⁣ ⁣ Mile 7: Almost done. I need new shoes. Goddamn sun. Stay behind the clouds for 20 minutes, please.⁣ ⁣ Mile 8: Run to that pole. Walk to that light. Repeat. Play “Lose Yourself” from the “8 Mile” soundtrack because you’re a dork. Finish running.⁣ ⁣ Celebrate with an iced americano with extra ice. Kick yourself for not ordering two.⁣ ⁣ Feel like a badass.⁣ ⁣ Ready for next week’s 12K challenge! 💪⁣ ⁣ ———⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ #run #runner #running #instarunner #runnersofinstagram #runnersofig #slowrunner #8run4 #2019goals #allsznrunner #onwardtogoodthings #goodr #camelbak #honeystinger
  • We clean up nice sometimes...
  • Today was a day to practice hydrating and fueling while running 11.26K (7 miles) in the sun and heat. I took it very slowly and tried not to worry about my pace.⁣ ⁣ Miles 1-3: Inadvertently ended up running portions of a 5K/10K race. Sorry, @cuddlesforkids. Your volunteers were awesome and blocked traffic for me a few times even though I wasn’t wearing a bib or going the direction of the racers. I made a donation this morning to cover my “race” fee. 😁⁣ ⁣ Mile 3.7: A car full of assholes slowed down on Menoher Boulevard to catcall and tell me that I have a nice ass. 1) I already know that. 2) Gross. 3) Don’t. 4) WHY?! They are lucky that I had nothing to throw at them.⁣ ⁣ This is why I run with pepper spray. This is why Ryan follows my runs on @RoadID. This is why I’m always aware of my surroundings.⁣ ⁣ I’m sure this was just a car of asshole teenagers, but you never know. I felt gross for the next 15 minutes or so. I know it wasn’t my fault, but it was uncalled for. Thanks, assholes.⁣ ⁣ Miles 4-5: HOT⁣ ⁣ Miles 6-7: HOTTER. I started running out of steam around 6.6 miles, then “Don’t Stop Til You Get Enough” came up on shuffle. That’s the song that played as I crossed the start line of the @runflyingpig half marathon in 2013. Thanks for the nudge, Universe. I told Siri to play it on repeat, ate the rest of my @honeystinger energy chews, sipped some water, and got it done. I even called @millhousecafe to see if I needed to route home for my wallet for my post-run almond milk latte. (Next time I’ll throw a credit card in my hydration pack.)⁣ ⁣ The sun/heat and I don’t really get along, but we’re working on our relationship. I expect my freckles to quadruple before the day is over. #palepeopleproblems⁣ ⁣ ———⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ #run #runner #running #instarunner #runnersofinstagram #runnersofig #slowrunner #8run4 #2019goals #allsznrunner #onwardtogoodthings #goodr #camelbak #honeystinger #headsweats
  • Westmont Borough has been amazing in getting this post-tornado disaster cleaned up quickly and efficiently. ⁣ ⁣ Our block and street seem to be one of the hardest hit areas. The news has been filming on/near our block since it hit.⁣ ⁣ I’m kicking myself because I was out running right up until the storm hit. I swear that I checked all of the weather sites before I left. All of them, multiple times as I always do. “Possible thunderstorms at 9:45PM.” I left the house at 8:15 and planned to be back around 9:00. When I hit 1.6 miles, the sky turned a weird gray-green, and the thunder started to rumble. I ran home as fast as I could without injuring myself (because, you know, Saturday 5K!). About 20 seconds after I got to my front door, all hell broke loose. The sky ripped open and my phone’s emergency alert with the tornado warning went off. 😳⁣ ⁣ I felt ridiculous climbing into the bathtub with both of the cats, thinking that I was being a big baby about a thunderstorm.⁣ ⁣ It was LOUD. I can’t accurately describe how loud. Think dozens of high speed trains barreling past your house on all sides for 10 minutes or more. It sounded like the windows were going to shatter any second with all of the hail hitting against them. The power went off, then would flicker back on for a second before going off again. Every few seconds, above the loud wind/rain/hail/debris, there would be loud cracks and pops. Fifteen minutes later, it was calm and quiet again.⁣ ⁣ Yesterday, I went for a walk to survey the damage (and to see if I could drive out of the neighborhood safely), and I just felt sick. So much damage. The pops and cracks were all of the broken and uprooted trees, and, I’m guessing, the loud bang was the giant tree next door hitting the parked cars.⁣ ⁣ It feels ridiculous to feel upset when I am fine, the cats are fine, the house is fine, and my car is fine. It seems like most of the damage is superficial, and, as far as I know, no one was injured. It’s just seeing how much could have gone wrong that’s upsetting, I guess. It could have been so much worse.⁣ ⁣ It could have, but it was not and things are slowly getting back to normal. #onwardtogoodthings

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