The fact that I came up with this blog’s name while running is really the best way to explain how I got here.
I never meant to be a runner. I never meant to be a foodie. I never meant to be a blogger.
Then Chicago happened.
I spent four months interning at a magazine in Chicago while I was in college. At the time, I half-wanted an internship in sports journalism. I only half-wanted it because after a life-changing summer as a camp counselor, I wasn’t really sure what I wanted anymore. I had two internship offers in Chicago, and the one at the magazine was as close to sports journalism as I could get. My running career at that point consisted of two embarrassing seasons in middle school cross country and a few half hour runs on the treadmill in my parent’s basement. In fact, I thought running was pretty stupid. I distinctly remember scoffing at a friend’s insanity just a few months earlier when she told me she had signed up for a half marathon.
Then I spent eight hours a day sitting at a desk reading and writing about people whose lives are driven by their participation in active sports, and I had a pretty big attitude change. I ran my first 5K in August of 2011, my first 10K in May 2012, my first half marathon in September 2012, and my first marathon in October 2013.
I went to Chicago with zero cooking skills and even less interest in changing that. I had every intention of surviving on baked chicken, soup, and sandwiches. I had a lot of downtime at work, though. One day I accidentally stumbled across a food blog and the rest, as they say, is history. My time and budget were pretty limited in Chicago, so I didn’t have the means to experiment quite as much as I would have liked to in the kitchen. That’s my next project
As for the blog, well, the people whose blogs I regularly read became huge inspirations for me in a million different ways. Basically, I wanted to be cool like them. Hence the blog.
Not everything in my life is accidental, though. My faith, my relationships, my decision to commit myself to a healthy lifestyle: all of these things were done on purpose. I believe in purposeful living…but I also believe in rolling with the punches. Welcome to Accidental Intentions