Dusting myself off...

There's a reason why I've been MIA. Actually many reasons...but the main one is that I fell off the running wagon. I fell so far off, the wagon is clear across the country and who knows how I can get back on. I really don't know why I did this to myself. I loved the camaraderie, the runner's high and just knowing that I had that time for myself. After our half in June, I felt like a million bucks. I was smiling from ear to ear for weeks. I had done something I never thought I would in a million years do AGAIN. And it was far more emotional the second time around. As the pride began to subside, I fell back into the chaos at home. Our summer was going to be filled with insane preschool schedules and a HUGE garage clean-out at my parents' house. I forced myself to become hyper-focused on the tasks ahead: to not drive (literally) myself crazy getting two kids to two different schools at two different times and to mentally and physically get myself ready for going through YEARS of stuff that 7 people can accumulate. I couldn't get myself focused back on running...it was just something that was going to take backseat until I could find my groove...

...which was last Monday. All it took was some convincing and little extra push and I got my tush out there (with a FULLY loaded Beast). My only expectation was to run 1 mile. I did it. I survived. The boys weren't too happy, but heck they probably would've been just as upset if I did a longer run. What I realized is that I really need to get better at asking for help. It was an ever so subtle cry for help that was answered with the simple email of 'let's go for a run'. No amount was too little--just the push to get me out there. And it felt good. There is a reason why the 3 of us have come together and stayed together. We have each other to lean on no questions asked, no judgment passed and nothing but all the encouragement in the world. 

So I have dusted myself off and will be ending my summer with a training schedule of getting back into the game and signing up for a 5K in September. As much as I want to conquer a particular time, all I really want to do is just get my groove back. And I hope I can be there to cheer on the other two as they reach their goals in their 3rd half marathon. :)