I’ve been inspired by some recent posts about running from some of my favorite bloggers out there…
Meg wrote about running her first half marathon.
Nici wrote a guest post over at Kelle’s blog about battling an eating disorder and running.
Maggie wrote about her relationship with running.
In addition, a local momma who used to push me to my limits in her Stroller Strides classes wrote about her experience at the Boston Marathon and shared her story with her facebook friends…she was right near the finish line as the bombs went off…and, luckily, is home safe.
my running story
The past two springs were tough on my health for one reason or another, so my exercise and running routines got set on the back burner.
I found plenty of other things to fill my time (thrifting, etsy, decorating our home, sewing, creating)…and my belly. Almost 10 pounds heavier, I’ve decided it’s time to get back into shape.
So, I’ve started running again.
When I can, I run a quick route down to the park with Odyssey. He loves it. I love it. And, it does both of us a lot of good.
This week I had missed my runs with Odyssey with kids being home from school sick, and Ryan out of town. The weather today was much too beautiful to run on a treadmill indoors, but I was itching to go for a run.
Not just itching, CRAVING it.
I NEEDED to go for a run.
I thought about Nici’s post and I pulled the BOB dualie out of the back of the car (where it’s been riding around for months) and pumped up the tires.
Lorelai hopped in and off we went!
Long story short, I ran farther and longer than I have in a LONG time.
An older woman running the older direction said, “Wow! You are strong!”
And, I crossed paths with another momma friend, who is also a runner, and has put together a fundraising race in the very park we were running in…go check out the foundation website and the race facebook page…and sign up to run with me (I will be running the 10K).
I run because I like to.
It feels good physically (when I run…maybe not so much afterwards).
It feels good emotionally.
I can do it alone.
I can share it with friends.
I can share it with my dog.
I can share it with my little girl.
And, it doesn’t hurt to hear people say, “Wow! You are strong!”
my very first running inspiration
You know who it is?
My sister.
She was always faster than me.
A better athlete than me.
It was like she didn’t even have to try and she learned to do hard things…like back flips.
She never took gymnastics.
When we were in college she worked at a running shoe store.
She ran 1/2 marathons before I had any idea what a 1/2 marathon was.
She ran in the snow.
She ran in the rain.
She ran to places in Boulder I didn’t know existed!
I had no interest in running.
She asked me to go, but I rarely did.
One of these days, I hope that my sister and I can run a race together.
I’m not into running for more than 1 hour at a time, so I like 10k’s, but I might run a 1/2 marathon if she would run one with me!
and a winner…
Thank you all so much for leaving a comment. So fun to read what you would or would not change. Seems that most of us were happy with our special day! Life is good!
The winner of the $50 minted.com credit is tara (@etsetara)!
Please send me an e-mail at homeis{at}stephanytaddeo{dot}com so I can get you your prize!
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