Girls on the Run

So.

Me in running clothes. Who’d a thunk?

Remember back in March when I talked about doing my 30-day Shred challenge with my neighbor? Well, that ended on March 30, and then my friend Jen (or “Biggie” to Carson & Mallory) talked Rick & me into doing the Warrior Dash – which is a 3-ish mile race through an insane obstacle course (think running through swamps, and over junkyard cars). Not real sure about that minor lapse in judgment, but we’ll have fun.

I decided to try to start the Couch to 5K program again so that I wouldn’t embarrass myself in the Warrior Dash (I got to week 4 last summer before we went on vacation and moved and then I just had a plethora of excuses to choose from so I stopped). I’ve never been a runner, like at all, so this was a good way for me to slowly build up to actual running.

I’m only on week six – but I’ve already run twenty minutes in a row – without stopping!

I am now signed up for another 5K (with Rick) in a couple of weeks and I’m trying to get outside to run for practice. And of course Mallory wanted to come with me. So she got her own running skirt on and put on her new lace-up running shoes and was ready to go with me. Rick smartly suggested I still take the stroller (even though Mallory said she wanted to “run a 5K”), because about 2 minutes into the warm-up she was mad that I was walking too fast and then about a minute into my first run segment, she climbed in the stroller.

Running when you’re not a runner is tough. Running and pushing your 43lb daughter – when you’re not a runner – is really tough. Especially uphill. Everyone says the treadmill is boring, which it is, but I don’t find running outside terribly exciting either. I would LOVE to be one of those people who feel liberated out running and LOVE it. But I don’t. Not even a little.

Hey, at least I’m honest!