The Team in Training kick off meeting on Saturday marked the official start date for me as a marathon runner! I wrote my info on the forms and signed my name, committing me to a fund raising goal and training program.
We met the volunteers in our area (San Fernando). They were radiating with positive energy and warmth. We met our honorary team mate, Audrey. She has battling lymphoma since 2002, and she is running the half marathon this October. It was so inspirational to hear her speak. She has been through so much, but she hasn't let that slow her down. This will be her 20th event with Team In Training! I admire her and hope I can keep up with her on race day.
We met our trainers, Brett and Cole. They have us training 3 days per week on our own with a weekly group run. We meet at 7am on Saturday to run 3 miles together. Three miles!!! I hope I don't embarrass myself! We all put our hands in the center (high school sports style) and yelled Go Team!
I walked away with jersey and water bottle in hand thinking of the little engine that could. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can...
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
What am I thinking? I'll tell you...
This all started when Brian asked me if I wanted to run a marathon with him. My first response consisted of each of these thoughts simultaneously:
1. Oh HELL NO!
2. That's impossible, I have a bad knee
3. Twenty what miles?!?
4. This boy MUST be crazy
After he came back from his first meeting he was so pumped, so enthusiastic, so confident. I was intrigued by this. He told me that the marathon was going to be in San Francisco. He told me that other participants had never run a marathon before either. As I watched him beaming about this incredible journey he was about to embark on, I couldn't help but wonder - "Is it impossible? Why would I miss out on such a great opportunity to have a life changing experience with the love of my life?" The benefits completely outweighed any doubts or fears I had (still do have). I couldn't imagine sitting on the side lines while Brian ran by at what I am sure will be a very fast rate of sweaty, handsome speed.
I had two pretty major knee surgeries in highschool due to a broken femur, AKA - the longest, largest, strongest bone in the body. I fell through the springs of a trampoline and cracked it up the middle. For my first surgery, they put a large L - shaped plate and seven bolts on my bone to hold it together while I healed. This was a revolutionary procedure, because in the past a person with an injury like mine would have ended up in traction for three months (whew! that would have sucked). After a week in the hospital, I was sent home on crutches, and on crutches I stayed for the next three months. Two years later, I had a second surgery to have the hardware removed. Needless to say, my knee has never been the same. Nevertheless, I am determined to run this marathon. My knee injury seems to pale in comparison to what those battling cancer must be experiencing. I know I can do this! In the past, I have been insecure about the rather large scar on my leg. I will now be showing it off as I don my running shorts every training day. Boys like scars, right?
My goal is to run side by side with my husband the whole 26 miles. I will keep the pace with him and we will cross that finish line together! My motivation to see his face as he finishes this marathon will be the driving force behind my speed and endurance.
I love you Baby!
1. Oh HELL NO!
2. That's impossible, I have a bad knee
3. Twenty what miles?!?
4. This boy MUST be crazy
After he came back from his first meeting he was so pumped, so enthusiastic, so confident. I was intrigued by this. He told me that the marathon was going to be in San Francisco. He told me that other participants had never run a marathon before either. As I watched him beaming about this incredible journey he was about to embark on, I couldn't help but wonder - "Is it impossible? Why would I miss out on such a great opportunity to have a life changing experience with the love of my life?" The benefits completely outweighed any doubts or fears I had (still do have). I couldn't imagine sitting on the side lines while Brian ran by at what I am sure will be a very fast rate of sweaty, handsome speed.
I had two pretty major knee surgeries in highschool due to a broken femur, AKA - the longest, largest, strongest bone in the body. I fell through the springs of a trampoline and cracked it up the middle. For my first surgery, they put a large L - shaped plate and seven bolts on my bone to hold it together while I healed. This was a revolutionary procedure, because in the past a person with an injury like mine would have ended up in traction for three months (whew! that would have sucked). After a week in the hospital, I was sent home on crutches, and on crutches I stayed for the next three months. Two years later, I had a second surgery to have the hardware removed. Needless to say, my knee has never been the same. Nevertheless, I am determined to run this marathon. My knee injury seems to pale in comparison to what those battling cancer must be experiencing. I know I can do this! In the past, I have been insecure about the rather large scar on my leg. I will now be showing it off as I don my running shorts every training day. Boys like scars, right?My goal is to run side by side with my husband the whole 26 miles. I will keep the pace with him and we will cross that finish line together! My motivation to see his face as he finishes this marathon will be the driving force behind my speed and endurance.
I love you Baby!
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