It has been almost 3 years now since I stumbled into running. And I mean stumbled since I was never very athletic...ok, NEVER athletic. I started out slowly and then joined a few girlfriends and then we soon had a small group linking up several times a week to run. I loved it. Then one of us had the crazy idea of signing up for a half marathon! I know, we temporarily lost our minds. Especially since none of us had EVER ran more than 5 miles, and that just about killed us. One of us suggested the Shamrock half marathon in VA Beach which is in March and I thought that would be perfect since my annual girls beach trip is in June every year and I would not be struggling to lose 10 pounds in the spring prior to the next trip. Oh yea, sign me up! Ok, call me stupid, but I was determined to do it, especially since my husband just kind of smiled when I told him our idea. And nothing could fuel me on more than the thought of accomplishing something that my husband hadn't done! Oh yeah....that fueled me on!
Yes, I had trained poorly for the 5 miler race and lost a toenail, blackened a few toenails, countless blisters and terrible hip pain, but I was determined to train properly for a half marathon. Geez, I had no idea the training would be the hardest thing I had ever done. Many times I thought I was WAY too old to try to be a runner in my mid 40's! I had been battling terrible hip pain anyway and soon was told by the doctor it was arthritis and he prescribed meds that made me feel good as new. So, whats a little arthritis?? I was determined to move on.
13.1 Miles done!!!