I started running in high school. I went out for track my sophomore year because being on freshmen softball team didn't go so well, being afraid of the ball and all. My friends said I should join them on the distance team. I did. Who knows why? My high school running career, by most standards, was horrid. I never won a race. I barely improved. I was always at the rear of the pack. Very slow. But I really did enjoy the sport; the quiet cadence of my own rushing breath, the time to think, the challenge, the sweat.
I took a long break after running my first half-marathon in August. I have completely forgotten all the labor pains of my first 13.1 birth. I've been back on the treadmill again for a few weeks. I am very much looking forward to the longer, warmer days so I can run outside. I feel wonderful. I'm flirting with training for a full marathon to celebrate my 30th birthday this year. Crazy? Oh, most definitely!
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YESSSSSSSS! IT IS CRAZY!
Alright...my daughter was reading your blog and somehow I missed this...did Claire weigh 13.1? And...I can't believe you are going to be 30!!!! And....do you know how big Philip was? : )
Laura, you make me laugh! A half-marathon is 13.1 miles. I was speaking figuratively of completing my first half-marathon "birth".
I can't believe I am going to be 30 either. Claire was a light weight at 8 lbs 1 oz.
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