We are in full swing this month to raise awareness on the importance of supporting child abuse prevention. This year, we've done things a little different but incorporating a race and shying away from the community/family event we've previously had. I have mixed emotions about not having a family type event. I think it hit me yesterday when my grand daughter asked me when we were having "fundraiser". How do I explain to a 5 year old that the fundraiser this year is a race - she expected to go somewhere where there were kids and a big giant jumping thing? In my fantasy world of fundraising, I still envision a 5K family walk followed by a picnic style cook-out at the park for our child abuse prevention event. It will come, I know it. I won't rest until it does. I hope you will go visit the Miles4Kids webpage to see exactly what we're doing for child abuse prevention. We're getting close to our half way fundraising goal through wonderful people helping us. When this event ends, I will write a blog post specifically dedicated to those who's helped make a difference.
I am almost positive my mirrors are rigged. Seriously! I see myself in the mirror and yes, I do see a chubby middle-aged woman who needs to drop a few pounds and who is starting to show some aging signs. But I certainly wasn't prepared for what I saw yesterday as we took as we were getting ready for our Pinwheel Garden. YUUUUUCK. My goodness, even my eye lids are fat. The word I used yesterday was 'mortified'. It's actually very embarrassing. I'm out-of-shape, flabby, and really need to kick my own a** for letting myself get like this. Okay, I'm done about my weight. For the moment.
It's now three weeks before the half marathon. The training has been up and down. It's been a struggle to get to a point where I feel like a runner again. Most of my runs are slow and even painful. My pace is at least 1-1.5 min miles slower than before - most likely due to my weight gain and recovering from the ...well you already know. I had a long run last week that nearly sent me over the edge mentally. Somewhere around mile 10, I had a meltdown. Yes, a meltdown where I felt I could not go on and began to cry. Last time I had one of those was during the marathon where I was freezing and running in the rain. Anyway, my long run last week shook me up and totally took me down for the remainder of the day.
This week, I must have felt like I needed to redeem myself. My friends invited me to join them on their long run today for 13 miles. I admit, I was very apprehensive. I worried about slowing them down, having my own meltdown, needing to take breaks, etc. However, I'm glad to report that this run went well. For the first time in many months, I actually felt like I was a runner again. The run itself was tiring towards the end but all in all, I will call it a success. I can't begin to express how nice it is to have someone to run with. Even better is that I do not feel all wiped out like I did last week. So, three weeks till the big race! Looking forward to my cousin coming and joining me at this race! And......we will be wearing TuTu's !!!
Until next time ~Christina