My Running Story: How it all Began

I started running in January of 2011.  I don't know the exact date...my phone had issues and my app lost all that data.  I know it was probably around the 10th of the month...so I'm going to adopt that as my runaversary. 

I had a couple pairs of running shorts (because that's what I wear over my swimsuits) and an old pair of athletic shoes I had bought to wear to the gym several years earlier.  They still looked in pristine condition.  Target had some dri-fit type shirts on sale in their "Christmas is over but it's too early for summer stuff so we're going to have random things on sale" area.  I bought one in black and one in purple. I also had to buy a new sports bra.  The ones from college just didn't fit anymore...that's what having two kids will do to you. 

Cross Training

I can't run every day...my body just can't take it. Since I ran yesterday I had to take a day off.  Like any good athlete, I decided today would be a great day for some cross training. Did I lift weights or pop in my Buns of Steel VHS?  Nope...I pulled weeds and trimmed bushes. For two hours.  Before you say, "That's not real exercise," keep this in mind:

Running in the South

It's the middle of the summer in Middle Georgia.  It's hot.  It's humid.  It's sunny.  As a friend of mine once said on Facebook, "It's officially too hot to run during daylight hours."  Amen sister!  Today I got a late start.  By the time I was done running it was 81 degrees with 80% humidity.  That means it felt like it was 86.  Did I mention it was sunny?

Today's goal was to simply run a 5K.  I only made it to a little over a 4K (2.5 miles) before I had to walk.  While I was running I had to take off my glasses because they were fogging over. I also had to wipe the sweat off my face with my shirt.  The sweat was running into my eyes and starting to sting.  I apologize to any of my neighbors who were forced to look at my white flabby stomach.  I'll try to not let it happen again.  

I am a Runner...No Matter What Anyone Else Says!

I am a runner.  Three years ago I would have rolled on the floor laughing at that statement.  I've always been an un-athletic klutz.   My family just laughs when I fall down...it's normal for me.  After all, I've broken both arms and both legs...fortunately not at the same time.  (Okay, I did break both arms at the same time...but the legs were totally different events.)  I learned early on that sports were NOT for me.  Growing up I only played soccer, and I wasn't any good at it...so that only lasted a few seasons.

About Me

I am a random runner.  The dictionary defines random as, "proceeding, made, or occurring without definite aim, reason or pattern."  I think that pretty much describes my running habits.  Without aim, reason or pattern.  I've run on and off for the past 2 1/2 years.  Why so random?  I have two kids, ages 7 & 8.  While I'm a stay-at-home mom, you should really call me an in-the-car mom.  There is always something to take care of: school volunteering, after school activities, grocery shopping, Girl Scout planning, and on and on. That keeps me from being regular with my running.  You can also throw in weather (I don't like to run when it's hot, cold, rainy or sunny) and the occasional running injury.  Yes, over these last 2 1/2 years I've been pretty random.

If you are reading this blog to make yourself a better runner...you are definitely in the wrooooong place.  Any advice I give should be taken with a grain of salt...because I really don't know what I'm talking about. If you're looking for someone to commiserate with on the trials of trying to run...I'm your girl. I'll just try not to be too random!

Krista