I am going to run the full Bayshore marathon in May. It took a lot of thought to get to this point. To turn away from the half so soon. After only one. What if I love the full and never to back?
I fell in love with the half. It was the most fun I've ever had. It is easy to train for. Whoa, whoa, whoa.....did I just say that? Let me make it clear that we all know that there was nothing "easy" about my training for the half this past summer. Nothing. It was hard. I don't think I ever cried, but still, it was very hard. Maybe I should rephrase that statement to say that with the half, training is easier to schedule.
I thought that I would spend the 9 weeks following the GR Half doing a couch to 5k plan and then figure something else out for a couple months and then start training for the Bayshore Half. Running isn't enough of a habit for me yet to just get out there and do it without something to work towards everyday. I need to know that if I skip a run, that I'll be paying for it come race day. I'm Catholic, guilt does amazing things for me.
Plus, all the love in my heart for running isn't going to keep me focused this winter. A planned schedule that will prepare me to move myself 26 miles on the other hand, that just might do it.
In other news - the handsome Steve just asked if I was going to mention the knee surgery he had on Friday. You should have seen me. I was in all of my Florence Nightingale glory. I made him is favorite snacks. I made sure he spent plenty of time on the couch. He made a little whimper, and I was jumping to see what I could get him. But by Saturday I realized he was in zero discomfort. Not only had he not busted out the Vicodin, he hadn't so much as needed an Advil. So then I had him walking all over the mall with me to see if they had an Avon kiosk (they didn't ). I also had him cleaning the ceiling fan in our foyer (not sure when it got that gross, definitely couldn't wait). By Sunday he got smart again and whined about it aching.
(Terri - I didn't forget that you tagged me, stay tuned)