running.

Faced with my 30th birthday approaching and trying to find a positive outlet for the overwhelming stress in my life I started running on October 29th, 2009. I picked up a pair of new balance shoes and the C25K program for my iPhone and started at Week 1 that day. My husband couldn't believe it--I had proclaimed that I didn't like running and working out in general. In fact I had not really run since perhaps elementary school and certainly had not stepped into a gym since college. But something in me had changed and I felt that if I did not RUN that day I would die. And run I did. It was slow, painful, but exhilarating. I couldn't wait to run the next day. And the next. And the next. And then before my husband and I had to go our separate ways we decided that when we reunited we'd run a marathon together. 

Some days I am doubtful that I will be able to reach that goal by the end of the year. Right now my longest run has only been 6 miles. It seems hard to fathom running for 20 miles more. But like many things in my life right now, I try not to dwell on it too much and just put one foot in front of the other.