Dah dah dah daaaah! 24 hours before the starting pistol sounds! I run/walk/something tomorrow (Saturday) at 8:30am EDT. (I'm currently accepting all positive energy!)
Last night I was lying in bed, thinking about my "stinkin' thinkin" I referred to yesterday and what Aaron said about just frickin doing it. And I got excited.
Granted, that's not what I wanted to be at midnight when I'm trying to get rest before a race...but its what I needed. (And to be honest, yesterday was pretty awesome all the way around so at bedtime I was wound tighter than a drum.)
It didn't hurt that I picked up a copy of November's edition of Runner's World and read it before bedtime either. (Heehee! I picked up a copy of a magazine called RUNNER's World because...I'M A RUNNER!)
I don't care what anyone says, that's a great mag! The NY Marathon is coming up so it focused a lot on that. However, it had an article about a guy who was debating running vs jogging. He said that even though he "waddled" that he was still a runner for several reasons.
When he listed them, I mentally said, "Hey, that's me too!" or "Wow. I didn't know other people felt that way!" and by the end had decided that regardless of my sickness this past week, no matter that my family is coming in from out of state to watch me walk (or run) around a track, I'm a runner too and will be for the rest of my life.
OK, down off the soap box now.
Bottom line is, I'm gonna do whatever my body tells me to. If it yells at me for taking a step too fast, then I'll slow down.
But I gotta warn ya...if I even hear a whisper that says, "Run" - I'm gone!
Rach
PS - My dh is gonna be there to snap a photo as I cross the finish line so I'll post it on my blog on sparkpeople.com if I can't figure out how to put a picture on here...