Run Run Run

About this time last year I randomly decided that I was going to sign up for a half marathon. I had never even run more than a mile at a time and the last time I had even done that was in high school. But once I put my mind to something there is no stopping me. At the beginning, my goal was to be able to run four miles straight by the time the half marathon rolled around and kinda walk/run the whole thing. Well a month later I was up to six miles and feeling fantastic. And a couple weeks before the big run I ran nine and then ten miles.

It turns out that I actually love running. Sure, the first couple of weeks of training were brutal. But nothing could compare to that sense of calm and accomplishment I felt after each run. This time of year is tough for me and running really helped me get through all of those built up emotions.

With two amazing friends by my side for all 13.1 miles, we ran the entire thing. It was amazing to say the least.

(It was the Disney Princess Half Marathon, so we are totally justified with our crowns and the fact that my bib says "Princess Megan")

During the big run I got a stress fracture in my foot and was forced into a horrific giant black boot for a couple of months. This of course meant no running. Since then I have just lacked the motivation to get out there and get back into my stride. I think it's time to make that radical step again and just sign myself up and force myself to hit the pavement once again.

First thing tomorrow I am lacing up my tennies! At least that's the plan...