I've run exactly 6 times, and two of those six were juuuuuuuuuust shy of 30km.
I am in the throes of marathon training and I am loving it!!
I recently told my husband that I was so happy to be doing a weekly long run on Sunday mornings because it makes me feel like I have purpose and something to strive for.
A goal.
A goal is what keeps me signing up for workouts, buying new gear because the old stuff is getting worn out or, even better, too big!
It's what makes me lace my shoes up at 8pm on a cold, rainy Tuesday after I've already logged a workout earlier in the day.
If I didn't register for running races, I would probably carry around an extra 40lbs or so and really not be too motivated to move my rear.
Running is my thing.
MY thing.
And it might be yours too, but it most certainly doesn't have to be!
But what wouldn't be a bad idea for everyone, is to have goals.
Goals are what we want to eventually be, or do.
Something better than our current selves.
Write it down. Make it real. Revisit your goals in a few months time.
No one in the world needs to know what your goals are, but you.
Or, share them. Whatever you want! There's no rules for this stuff!
I'm getting frightfully close to a big milestone in my weight loss journey, and although I'm excited that my clothes are fitting and I'm able to run, a lot, and take a flight of stairs without being winded, I'm also scared of reaching certain points and deciding, that here, or there, is good enough.
I've done it many times before and there's not a darn thing wrong with being okay with yourself, but have you ever wanted something so badly that every damn day, you're thinking about it?
I want this. I want to know how my body will look well within a normal, healthy weight. I want to know how that will effect my runs and workouts. My life in general. My marriage.
This time, I've got this. And I absolutely love the cartoon above because it is so friggin' true.
I have had some days where I would mow down my kids for a kit kat bar. Days where I literally wake up, and decide that today, I will gain weight. I won't even call these bad days, because they are truly part of the process, and I am a human being.
And even on the days I resolve to gain weight (and trust me, I do!), I've lost weight, overall.
Success. The arrow is still pointing up, but there are roadblocks and setbacks, and, well, life, really getting in the way.
I want to briefly introduce my next big goal, formally, and why I'm doing it.
I registered for the Goofy Race and a Half last year and had to defer because I grew a person instead.
To be honest, I haven't been too motivated to train and run this race because I've been fearful of another injury.
Then I met our neighbours.
My oldest goes to school with one of the kids next door and they have become instant best friends. He is such a great kid, and so easy to have around, it has been amazing, to say the least!
I also got the chance to meet the handsome guys Mom. She is a beautiful person who would move mountains for her kids under normal circumstances, but they don't have normal circumstances.
Two of her four children have a very rare condition. Not only rare, but fatal.
It seriously hurts my heart to even type that about her kids. Her kids.
And this amazing lady and her family live it. This is their reality.
I am incredibly lucky to be able to run, and I will be running the half marathon & marathon for these two resilient, tenacious, very cool and very loved kids and their family.
I'll be including the link in every blog post between now and race day so please consider donating to this charity which doesn't garner a lot of attention or support due to the rarity of the disease.
I'm hoping to have my first guest blog post by the Mother of these kids so she can give you idea of why you should donate so that a treatment or cure can be found so these kids can live long, healthy, awesome lives, like they deserve to.
Ataxia Telangiectasia Children's Project
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