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Sunday, June 6, 2010

it's time

Today was the first day that I saw a runner out on the road and I got excited.

"GO RUNNER!" the girls and I yelled in unison in the car.

All week when I've passed a runner I've had a myriad of other thoughts:

Ugh, I want to throw up.

Wow, that looks like a lot of work.

Is it really and truly possible that I did that for 5 hours?? (And 15 minutes?!) For 26 miles?

Yup, after a week that started with soreness and ended in pretty nasty sickness, I think it's time to lace up the sneakers and hit the road again. The girls (running, not little) and I are already planning our next adventure. The word "triathlon" keeps getting tossed around and, despite my enormous fear of the water, I find myself nodding and saying things like, "I'm in" or "With the right medication I think I could do that" causing me to turn and look to see who is speaking on my behalf.


Jeannine said...

I have no doubt whatsoever that you could and would pull this off girl... GO FOR IT!!!!!

Christine said...

Funny. I have this same experience, Suzanne. I told Amy yesterday that each time I complete a race I feel like I start from scratch the next time I run. I feel like I can't possibly run and that there is no way in the world I could ever run a marathon. I feel anxious and overwhelmed and then my feet hit the streets and my mouth starts jabbering and it all comes back to me :o) I can't wait to get out there with you on Saturday morning. Just like old times!

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