i don't know exactly what inspired me to put on my running shoes
that early september morning
maybe it was the sun
maybe i needed to get out of the house
maybe i finally wanted to get rid of the "baby weight"
(is it still baby weight after 4 years?!)
maybe i wanted to get active
i couldn't even make it around my block
yes, i know pathetic
but you are talking about a girl who is allergic to exercise
when i finally made it back to my house
i laid on the floor ready to pass out
zoe touched my head and asked in a concerned voice, "mommy are you ok?!"
the next day my sweet hubs, who didn't want me to get discouraged
took me to a nearby track and said
"try running around the track once without stopping"
and i did it!
a few days later, he said
"try running around the track twice without stopping"
and i did it!
a few days after that, he said
"try running around the track three times without stopping"
and by golly gee i did it!
and so forth and so forth
i didn't want to tell my sisters just yet
they are both marathoners
and i didn't want the pressure
but one day i let my little secret out
"i started running..."
(if you can even call it that)
immediately they started giving me advice
taking me out for runs
helping me buy cute running gear
(a girl still has to look cute running you know!)
and slowly but surely i was up to running 5k
my sister told me to sign up for my first race--a 10k
double what i was doing at the time!
she told me i needed a goal
i tried to regularly run as much as i could through the week
my parents would watch my girls so i could run
my hubs would wake up early sunday mornings, tired as heck, but would still run with me
my sister would pick me up and run in the rain with me
my baby sister would take me to the gym and work out with me to strengthen my weak legs
exactly seven days ago
this was my sis and me running my first 10k race
she stayed with me every step of the way
this is zoe, my mom and pia waiting for me at the finish line
(my hubs, dad and future brother-in-law were also there)
here's all three of us at the finish line
i still don't know what motivated me to put on my running shoes
that september morning
but i sure do know what kept me motivated to continue running...
my amazing family.
so if you can, go run like a girl (or a boy!)