I've got a dirty little secret.
It's been buried deep in my heart since I was in eighth grade at Block High School in Jonesville, LA.
I wanted to be a runner. Well, actually, I wanted to jump hurdles.
We had to jump hurdles in p.e. one day and I thought it was just the BEST part of p.e., ever. But, being a SMALL town, there was no track team, no reason to run, so I put that dream away.
Then, I started high school (in another equally small town). Vidalia High School. I was an overachiever and sought after getting as many A+'s and 100%'s as possible. P.E. was one area where it was hard to achieve perfection as I was not a very athletic child. However, with the running "unit" if you will, I knew exactly what needed to be done to get an "A"...how many minutes I had to run around that pretty neighborhood behind the school to get that "A"...it was like an apple being held in front of the donkey's mouth to get it to go faster. I did what it took to get that "A", but never more. I never came in first place, but I always did my best.
Fast forward to college. A roommate of mine invites me to run around the P.Mac at LSU. For exercise...not to outrun the serial killer that was haunting everyone. And I did it. And it felt great (well, in that achy, sticky, kind of way that happens when you just GO FOR IT in the heat of Louisiana in the spring).
But, then I got engaged and moved into an apartment and didn't run and didn't even think about running. Until...one day...maybe two years ago? My friend, Nicole, posts pictures of something called "The Warrior Dash". Then, a few other friends (also in Louisiana, I've moved to Nebraska by this time) start posting on facebook about running...and my competitive, "If they can do it I can do it" spirit starts to grow.
Recently, it seems like all of facebook caught on fire with posts about running, signing up for 5K's, 1/2 marathons, etc, etc. And, that 8th grader who wanted to be on track was BACK BABY! She just didn't know how to "get 'er done". After reading a post my friend, Lexi, wrote, about her Color Run, I knew I really wanted to do that event (and the Warrior Dash...maybe next year?).
And thanks to Megan seeing a post I wrote on facebook about a Zombie Run (SIGN ME UP!), now we are heading to Des Moines in October to do a Color Run! YAY! (it's okay to eat Chick Fil A after a run, right? Because DM has one!)
Well, YAY for now...I haven't started training yet. But, I am confident I can do it. Why? Because I accidentally took the boys on a 5k adventure (they were on their bikes) the other day and...I didn't die! So, I think we will go on more bike rides, but this time, I will wear sneakers and running shorts, not denim and flip flops...help me look the part a little better, right?
So, now that you know my dirty little secret, stick around and see how these adventures go as I train for a 5K with a jogging stroller full of a 45 lb 3 year old, a 6 year old on a bike with training wheels, my 9 year old on his "trickster" bike, and all the hills Omaha has to offer. It should be a real fun time, y'all!