I went for a hard run yesterday. It was early. It was dark. It was hard. I must have passed four mailboxes before I had to slow to a labored walk. Just kidding. Not really - that did happen. But I did run more after that. It was still dark when I got home, which is just wrong. Today I hurt. Everything hurts. That I'm not kidding about.
My friend is a mother of two and just finished her first marathon. She ran for over four hours - STRAIGHT! Another person I "know" is training for his first marathon to raise money for cancer research. His teenage son was diagnosed with Burkitt's Lymphoma. I have two other friends who are moms of lots of kids and they run in the morning before dawn as well. I find inspiration in there and it's enough to get me out there. I can do this. Plus - I want to buy this really cute pair of pants.
So, this will be my diary of sorts. My accountability. I know not many people actually read this blog - so I'm not really accountable to anyone but myself, but somehow writing down makes it real.
Check back for Day 2 soon.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Look at this cute punk. Can you see it in her eyes?? It's there...look closely!