i did it. in true angela-style, i am an absolute procrastinator: all signed up with 12 weeks (yes, one fitbook) to train. and not one day more. nonetheless i signed up for my (very first) orange county half-marathon. my love of running goes way back to when i was in high school and started going on long runs on the back roads in the country. it was my escape. whether it was a scorching hot summer day or a windy misty morning, i craved hitting the ditch-bank behind my house and scampering for miles, hearing nothing but my feet pound the dirt. and while i somehow loved the isolation, i also adored my long runs with my dad who would hop on his bike to keep me company and ride alongside slowly. i’ll never forget: he got me my first subscription to runner’s world magazine and that was the beginning of my love affair. one that would continue throughout high school, into college, and well into my adult years. and then almost two years ago (wow how time flies), yours truly gracefully broke her tailbone – in two places. [note: the author does not wish to revisit how this injury occured to avoid any further humiliation, so if you wish to know, you must read “falling flat on your a**: it happens”] that not only quickly ended my running, but put my entire heiny on hiatus for a good year. and even now i have days where it might hurt, but i’m officially declaring myself healed and in celebration of that i’m doing what i’ve always wanted to do for years. run a half.
and here’s my why: it’s 3-fold.
i mean frankly, i’m just proud of myself for signing up: it was one of my 2013 #iamMORE goals. i’ve had the browser open to the registration page for 4 weeks. and i finally clicked, paid, and it’s on. no turning back. so exactly 12 weeks from now, on cinco de mayo, i’ll be a runnin’ son-of-a-gun. i may be limpin’ across the finish line, but i’ll be smiling (and perhaps sipping a skinny margarita) to celebrate my accomplishment!
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