Some of you may remember that a few short
hs ago (6), I was stupid enough to attempt to complete a marathon. Complete it I did…. however ugly it may have been. In September, in an effort to keep my momentum going, I signed up to run a half marathon in February. I thought to myself, hey- that’s 5+ mont hs away, that’s plenty of time for me to prepare. Silly, silly, me. I didn’t really start ramping up in September, because why would I? Then October rolled around, Justin had surgery and Oliver developed pneumonia. Both are fine (although, Justin’s nose may be a bit crooked now). Clearly, I could not possibly go for a run while either of them were sick. November came and went before I could blink. It was here just long enough for me to contract some horrible disease, also called a virus of unknown origin. That lasted through December. So, we are down to 7 weeks until I am supposed to run a half marathon. I know what you are all thinking: “good luck with that [insert pejoritive term of your choice!].” To that I say, thank you kind sirs and madams, I will not need luck because I am resurrecting the blog! mont
I realize I attempted to resurrect the blog one other time, unsuccessfully. But, this time it is different. Much like when I was training for the marathon, I take extreme pleasure in sharing my misery with others and it is time for me to do that again.
My first run was on Sunday. I figured why wait until the New Year when you can get a jump start on things. (I did not, however, take the same approach to food, booze, organization, cleaning or anything else that people make resolutions about). I thought I was going to die. That’s right, die. I was gasping for air and barely putting one foot in front of the other. I am way too embarrassed to tell you the pace of my three mile “run.” When I got home, Justin looked at me and said “What’s wrong with your face? It’s all red. The sun’s not out.” I responded by growling.
Wednesday’s run was only slightly better. Tonight I shall try again and this weekend I will be attempting to make it five miles without collapsing. Tune in next week to find out whether I survive to run another day.