I tried to run track in middle school, but I was painfully slow and preferred my horseback time to my track time. Then, the winter after Joony was born, I started legging up for a February 10K in Phoenix. I ran that thing so dang slow, but I finished, and then promptly stopped running again. It's disappointing how fast I lose my lung and leg strength--even a week off kills my mojo. So I didn't run for almost 18 months after that race, and whenever someone asked me about it I was all, "Oh, running sucks. It's just not for me. Blaaaaah running I hate it." Then one day I just hopped on the treadmill and I ran a little bit (actually, a lot a bit--4.5 miles!). I've kept at it, and some days I even enjoy it! I set a goal for myself since signing up for a race is such a motivator. Plus, in Phoenix, running past cheering crowds and being around a supportive community of runners was such a blast. I loved it.
This is from when we drove up to Ashton and checked out the course for the race! So pretty, right?
running stuff I use and love, although these days I'm mostly just all about my Wal Mart shorty shorts and this app that tracks me via GPS and tells me how far and how fast I ran (plus, it gives me little medals when I PR and I like that). Also my fanny pack and that is not a joke, I run with an orange fanny pack. Wednesday is my 7 mile run this week! Wish me luck. And then get out and join me on the road! Also tell me what songs you're working out to, my playlist right now is maybe 45 minutes long and I'm starting to get tired of those songs.