Day 1- I DID IT

Today I began the craziest thing in my adult life.  I decided to run a marathon next January. The Houston Marathon.  WHAT AM I THINKING!  I am 39 years old...OUT OF shape - oh wait - round is a shape!  Here's how you know you made the right decision.  When your daughter is playing the "whats is your mind" game and the question is, " It's cute and fuzzy."  And your daughter says..."My mommy!"  Now that my  friends is motivation!

So I ate good and drank lots of water in preperation for my first 3 mile run.  I've been going to the gym for a month now and never lasted more than 1 mile of SLOW walking!  Today...I made it.  WG ( he runs 
marathathons) said..."no matter what, you just have to finish."

Mile 1=17 MINUTES- not too bad - good music on the IPOD
Mile 2= burning...tight...eww...getting harder to do this BUT, being an ex runner, I felt like I was getting my stride back - so on I pushed.  15 MINUTES
Mile 3 = I have lost my mind...I replayed my favorite song 17 times and it seemed like the thingy on the treadmill wasn't even moving...WHAT is going on!  My feet were burning, my legs cramping, sweat like boulders...16 MINUTES

Then came CORE WORK....were my stomach muscles not tight enough while gasping for air during the run?  Did my lower back not get enough "work" during the last 2 miles?  The only "core" I need is the center of my hot tub.  That's core isn't it?  Core does mean in the middle right?


I did what WG said to do.  I came home and stretched...Stretch, are you kidding me...I have ripped every muscle in my body trying to make that 1st 3 miles without stopping...Now I have to do what?

So it's been 1.5 hours since I "stretched".  Can someone PLEASE come get me off the couch so I can go to bed and do this all over again tomorrow at 5 am.

If I'm not at work tomorrow, I'm not hungover...Can somone please come get a wench and pull me out of bed?