Last night was mine and Rindy's six-month anniversary of running.
Six months since I convinced her, "Hey, let's sign up for a half marathon!"
Six months since I thought running four miles was hard.
Six months since I actually picked up a pair of running shoes and kept the pace.
What a fabulous six months.
Rindy and I have already thought about what to do after the halfie is over. I think we're going to take up mountain biking. I'm going to start training for a mini-trialthon (400-m swim, 5k, 11 mile bike ride) coming up in April, but I'm very excited about the biking part. We both want to keep up the high exercise pace, but both of us need a running break, ha!
FYI, I have not lost ONE POUND since I started running. I've gone down two dress sizes but still weigh the same (and, YES, will STILL not tell it, lol!!!). My calves are the size of boulders (as are my hips, come to think about it, hehe). My waist is small, and my thighs have stopped jiggling (so much). I sleep awesome after runs, but I've noticed that I'm having to run more and more to wear me out. After four miles last night, I STILL woke up with "panic attacks." (I'm an Olympic champ when it comes to worrying, and, before I started running, I'd wake myself up in the middle of the night anxious about all the stuff I have to do. After a long run, though, I sleep like a log. But that run's getting longer and longer...)
My toes and bottoms of my feet look rough, even after a pedicure. Two of my toes have huge calluses on the tops. Rindy has a black toe. She called me while she was getting a pedi to tell me this because, as she put it, she didn't want the lady doing her nails to think it was a fungus. LOL.
Running has been so much fun for me, and I'm so thankful to know so many friends and bloggers out there, particularly Misti, Brooke, and Kelsey, who have encouraged me along this way. This stuff has been hard. I know I couldn't have done it without Rindy, without my sweet husband, and without friends.
That saying...our halfie is in five days. I've considered training for a full marathon and probably will compete in one before I'm 30. But with grad school and work and all sorts of other craziness going on, I need to wait until at least 2011 before I start training for that.
Five days, y'all. Sunday is calling. At 7:30 a.m. CST, I will be running. And around 10 a.m., I will be eating beignets at Cafe du Monde.
Life is good.