Today I squeezed in a five mile run. It is the longest I have ever ran, at least in one day, as far as I know. Don’t tell anyone, but I sorta loved it. So, maybe I can do a half marathon or two…or 13?!?
I am a proud mama to two beautiful, crazy, attention stealing boys (ages three and two). We don’t have a super busy lifestyle by any means. They aren’t in school. I don’t work outside of the home. We don’t participate in any organized sports or involve ourselves in any high maintenance play date schedules. And yet, we manage to fill our days full. Before I know it we are in the middle of our somewhat exhausting bedtime routine and I’m wondering where the day went.
So, when my dear friend Teresa suggested I train for not just one, but THIRTEEN half marathons this year, I thought she had lost her mind. And on top of that, I’m supposed to blog about it all too?!? She must think I don’t require sleep!
Here I am though, typing up a post….while my children sleep in the car after an exhausting trip to the zoo on a beautiful January day in Denver. Yes, I’m in the car with them, chicken pecking away on my IPAD. I got caught up in the fun of it all. I’m a sucker for peer pressure. And when Teresa sent me the Hal Higdon training plan, which includes just one long run a week, I caved. I ran out of excuses and agreed to give it the old college try (I did enjoy college for much longer than most).
I guess I’m in. All or nothing, right? And check it, I think I’m gonna love it.