Because 26.2 miles of peace and quiet sounds like heaven on earth, doesn't it?!
Because it's cheap therapy and because I love a good adrenaline high.
Because running around keeps me from running away. Literally.
Being a wife and a mom and a woman in general can be overwhelming. And let's be real honest here. . .all those days of laundry, cleaning up spill after spill, dirty diaper after dirty diaper, breaking up ongoing sibling fights, and having little people on your heels every minute of everyday is enough to make anyone want to drink themselves under the table.
So I'll run.
It's my "me time". The only moment all day when I can be alone in my thoughts.
It's my "God-please-give-me-the-patience-I-need-today-to-not-kill-anyone-in-my-family" time. Because some days are not all cuddles and smiles and hugs and kisses.
And lest I forget. . .It's my "these-thighs-aren't-going-to-walk-themselves-off" time. Because what in the world has 30 years, two kids, and stress and cellulite done to my body!? It's baffling.
It's not a pretty sight. I promise you that.
So I've decided to put my foot down, take back control, pull out the big guns, etc. and invest some time.
Time in myself and time in my family.
Because these two little boys who ride my heels at all times like to run and want mommy to chase them. How can you tell those baby blues and big dimples that mama "ain't got no get-up-and-go?
I want to be around to embarrass them, out-run them, love on them, and set an example for them for years to come.
Because life is short. Days, moments, memories just fly by.
Because I want to be strong enough to make it through every day. And make it through fully alive.
So why RUN a marathon?
Because walking is boring. Everyone does it. And I want to be different.
Because it's hard. And I've done easy my whole life.
Because I want to be proud of myself. Of what I am capable of if I set my mind to it. I want to accomplish something that most people won't.
And most of all, because I can. And there will come a day when I cannot. And I want to take ahold of every gift I'm given while it's available. I want to live life fully, unabandoned, and without hesitation.
So I will run.
Trust me when I say that I'm starting from scratch here. This mama spends most of her time thinking of creative ways to engage these toddlers in new and exciting activites. . .from the couch. I find myself consistently exhausted, lazy, and about 30 lbs overweight. (I promise, I'll post horrifying pics soon.)
Currently, I can can only jog for about 30 seconds before getting winded and "glistening" from head to toe. Cause southern gals don't "sweat", ya know. . .but you get the point. I'm a couch potato. A cute couch potato (so my husband says), but a couch potato nonetheless.
So won't you join Me?
Maybe I'm a tad overzealous, but I dream of running a marathon in less than a year. Is this even possible? I plan to find out!
Even if you'd just like to laugh at me tripping over my shoelaces from the sidelines, I promise, this journey will be worth the watch.
Join me as I set out to go from "Couch Potato to Marathon Mom" in 50 weeks.
Let the madness begin!