Captain Struggles

Oh. Ow. Hello from San Diego friends! I'm currently laying in the fetal position trying to survive one of the cruelest hangovers I've ever encountered. That being said, I bet you can tell the wedding was a huge success. 

Itching to see my Maid of Honor speech? Here it is, as promised. I WAS SO INCREDIBLY NERVOUS! It's an honor to be able to celebrate these two people. I really do love them.

We came, we loved, we conquered.

This wedding had everything. Good food, great drinks, amazing people, a fun DJ and a killer atmosphere. I feel like I got hit by a bus so I am going to make this short and sweet. The wedding was devastatingly beautiful. Raven and Tom really know how to party (and how to photograph like champions.)

My best friends are so beautiful.

My best friends are so beautiful.

How cool is this welcome sign Tom made?

Raven and Tom got engaged in front of the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland so Disney was a theme strewn throughout the wedding. (Can you spy the Haunted Mansion font?)

Raven and Tom got engaged in front of the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland so Disney was a theme strewn throughout the wedding. (Can you spy the Haunted Mansion font?)

And how amazing are these escort cards? Raven did a beautiful job incorporating Disneyland in an elegant and innovative way.

The tables each were a different Disneyland ride and had a corresponding fastpass.

The tables each were a different Disneyland ride and had a corresponding fastpass.

Their family friend did all the flowers for the wedding and they were stunning.

INCREDIBLE.

INCREDIBLE.

When I was walking down the aisle I looked over to wink at my family and spy my mother licking her fingers. She brought the Doritos to the wedding. I mean think about it, we eat candy during a movie why not snack during a wedding? I was cracking up.

Stealthy mommy.

Stealthy mommy.

Before we entered the reception we of course needed to take the obligatory selfie.

All teeth.

All teeth.

Just being a girl here was my entrance.

I dropped it and then it exploded, just in case you were wondering.

I dropped it and then it exploded, just in case you were wondering.

And then it was time to boogie boogie. My GM and Poppy came and were absolutely adorable getting down and dirty to some Iggy Azalea. They are seriously the best ever. 

Doesn't get much cuter than that.

Doesn't get much cuter than that.

We got turnt. Up. Y'all. 

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And then there was this morning. Probably the roughest car ride I've ever endured. And I definitely strained my neck dancing like Beyonce last night...How does Beyonce do it? I think she is a wizard because I have whip lash.

Captain Struggles.

Captain Struggles.

Well, I am headed back to New York tomorrow. It was an amazing wedding and we lived up to our bridesmaid stereotypes. No regrets from this girl, except maybe the lack of water...I regret the lack of water... BUT we are back on schedule tomorrow. Anyone race this weekend? How'd it go!?! Remember to send those selfies #RunSelfieRepeat or email runselfierepeat@gmail.com

Until tomorrow, To Once Upon A Time.

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Kelly Roberts

It all started when a silly joke made headlines back in 2014 when I took selfies with hot guys “hottie hunting” my way through the New York City Half Marathon. But ironically enough, I haven't always been a runner. As the self-proclaimed former President of the "I f*cking hate running club", I spent most of my life finding ways to avoid physical activity. Growing up, I missed over 70 days of PE my senior year. Working out was something I thought I had to suffer through in order to lose weight. 

Then, in 2009, my younger brother passed away unexpectedly and struggling to manage my grief, I gained more than 75 pounds. With the weight gain came a new fight to regain my sense of self and learn to love the body I saw when I looked in the mirror. Then one Thanksgiving morning, drowning in grief and self doubt, I decided to go for a run. I didn't make it half way down my street before I had to stop to walk but for some reason, struggling forward made more sense than getting back into bed. It turns out that running is a lot like grief, neither ever really get easier, you just get stronger. 

Over time, I realized that while some people are in fact born runners, others are made. I created this blog Run, Selfie, Repeat and my new podcast by the same name with the hopes to inspire others to say yes to themselves while making them laugh hysterically because laughing, in my opinion, is the solution to everything. 

Named by Women's Running as one of twenty women who are changing the sport of running and by Competitor Magazine as one of 12 Influential and inspiring runners under 30, my mission is to inspire others to get embrace a healthy lifestyle and pursue the strongest version of themselves possible.