and she ran... and bled. but she ran more

I should have done this yesterday but the idea only came to me today. ha!

Im going to blog about my everyday running process.
This way I stay accountable.
good. bad. ugly. and hopefully triumphant! no.... wait ... scratch that... I will be triumphant.


Yesterday 10/24/2011 in the morning after 3 out of 4 kids went to school I put on my, silly excuse for running shoes (see...I'm already trying to make excuses) and headed down the driveway.

ipod in hand, set to "Mom's workout" playlist I walked up hill. Trying to control my breathing till I reached the top. Not so bad.

But there are workers. Construction workers working on houses that are for sale and I'm mildly embarrassed that I'm not running yet. (like they are thinking "why isn't she running yet?")??????? I know ... strange. (you don't know the 1/2 of it.)

I get past them, and start to run. JUST MAKE IT TO THE LIGHT POLE. I repeated this to myself about a hundred times. I made it. walk. maintain your breathing. stay focused. made it to the next corner (**corners are encouragement).

Down hill now. I can run down hill, right??? how easy is that? Not so easy when your trying to maintain some form of control. If I let my body do what it wanted to I would have either crawled, or got to running so fast I would have twisted a hip outta place, and ended up with Road rash all over my face. DON'T FALL!!! on repeat all the way down the hill. I turned the corner and Im still upright and breathing, and Im on level sidewalk now. I cant believe it. I feel victorious. So victorious that Im gonna try and run just to the next corner. I DO! I wonder if I can make it running across the street. I DID! maybe I can squeeze one more corner out. and I do!

The amazing thing is... I'm not huffing and puffing, I'm not curled up rocking back and forth somewhere, and I'm not in the fetal postion. WIN! I'm alive, proud, invigorated, pumped up and bleeding. YES, bleeding. The back part of my shoe was too high and my socks were too low and it ended up a bloody heel/ankle. (the old me would have said "WHOA WHOA WHOA! bleeding now?NO! this is why I don't run and I can't run like this now!")

buuuuuuut the new runner in me said "remember how awesome you felt making it to that next corner, remember that feeling you got when you were able to control your breathing and keep your endurance up???? remember when you smiled and laughed to yourself when no one was around because you did it, you ran... because you thought you couldn't and you did???

THAT'S WHAT MADE ME COME BACK FOR MORE! fuel for my fire!

Because although I may look like Im chasing cake down the street I feel better after running than I would if I ate the whole bakery.

My morning run was made possible by ADELE: HOMETOWN GLORY