A Love/Hate Relationship

I know you are all highly interested in my running endeavors so I'm going to share a little story with you.

Do you remember Junior High School? Well I do. They had something called the 'fun' run, which to say the least was anything but what it professed to be. I can think of several, far more suitable names for it, but we won't get into that. Anyway, the 'fun' run was basically where they wrangled all of us awkward, pubescent, seventh grade girls into the gym and made us run around it like four times and we had to time ourselves and we also had to wear these dreadful gym clothes. Which honestly I don't think I washed once (ew?). The whole experience was just awful if you can imagine.

At that moment in my life I don't think I really liked running that much, in fact I hated it, and I certainly never looked forward to any 'fun' runs.

Thus it was for years. Never enjoyed running. Forced myself to do it on occasion because it was good for me, but hated myself the whole time. You get the picture.

My dear sweet mother, who is a marathon runner would always encourage me run and try to entice me into following her life path, but I resisted. Then one day when I was like eighteen she signed me up for a 10K, and I was just kind of like... alright, I'll do it. So I did that, and it was cool, but I told my mom I was never going to run anything more than a 10K.

So then I ran that same 10K again, and then again. After the third time of running the exact same 10K I have to say that running had become more of a habit for me, and my walls were beginning to come down. Running was not quite as terrible as I had originally thought, plus I was reaping some pretty cool health benefits from it, so my heart was melting a bit.

Then my mom approached me several months ago with an offer that I could never refuse, and honestly it was cruel of her to offer it to me in the first place, because she knew I couldn't refuse it.

She said she would take me on a trip to Disneyland, but only if I signed up for the Disneyland Half Marathon with her.

Obviously a Disneyland fanatic such as myself is not going to turn down a trip to Disneyland, no matter what sort of commitment I had to fulfill. Even if I had vowed my whole life I would never run a half marathon, I guess for Disneyland I will eat my words.

So here I am now. Running a half marathon.

I am a success story.

I hated running. Now I love it, and I love watching my body get stronger and more healthy the more I do it.

So seriously, if you hate running/exercising right now, I promise you can overcome it. Having something to work towards made all the difference for me. Whether that is a race, or a goal weight, or rock solid abs, set goals and work towards them. Compete with yourself. It can be fun.

I'm going to share my training program with y'all whether you're interested or not.