So I have two friends that run - a lot - Theresa and Jill. I went to Theresa's 30th birthday party last Saturday where a ton of her runner friends were celebrating with her... and Jill was there too... and they were all talking about running (and other stuff, they're not crazy one topic people). And it got me to thinking - I used to run, I used to run really well. I was recruited to run cross-country at my middle school in 7th grade simply because I looked like a runner... I ran from that day on until I graduated from high school. Then I danced - and dancing was fabulous! But I don't have access to Calvin's dance studio anymore, nor do I have the youth or agility to do what I did in "those days" (When you turn 30 you can say "those days" because you are no longer in your twenties). What I do have access to is a great pair of running shoes, thank you Race for the Cure, and a winter looming large ahead of me like a blanket keeping me in doors.
So I say YES to the shoes and toss the blanket aside and say YES to the freezing cold and training through the winter - YES I will do something I've never done before! YES - here I come River Bank Run - 25K - 15.6miles, further than I've ever run in my LIFE.
Deep Intake of Breath... am I crazy? Maybe - but posting this makes it real.
155 more days.
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