In less than 2 weeks I will be running like a mother… with a bad knee, possible arthritis and a bad IT band. Sigh. Why do I torture myself? I don’t like to run anywhere, for any reason. Nothing short of a burning building with my baby in it would make me sprint for anything. But sometimes you need to step (jog?) out of your comfort zone – even if it’s to realize you like your comfort zone just fine and dandy thank-you-very-much.
Now, just to clarify, this is a 5K. Yes, my marathon running friends, feel free to start making fun of me. I am complaining about running 3 MILES. But, I need to get my old body back, some way, some how. I understand that I am never going to be exactly the same (see boobs, butt and mid-section) but I would like at least to be able to wear a bathing suit without scaring small animals and children. So I am running. Or jogging. Or jogging 2 minutes and walking 3. Let’s not get caught up in the technicalities here. I’m trying. And right now, right here, that is the best I can do. Wish me luck on Mother’s Day!