On my way to work this morning I was driving behind a car with a 26.2 sticker. I started thinking about how much I miss running. It was something I absolutely hated when I was younger, but had grown to love as I built up my endurance. It gave me such a sense of accomplishment and allowed me to truly see my progress, both physically and mentally. I used to tell my trainer that as I increased my speed on the treadmill I felt like Forrest Gump as he ran out of his leg braces (technical difficulties trying to add the photo and even the link, but hopefully you have a good mental image of that scene!).

I had no desire to ever run a marathon or even a half marathon (and I still don’t), but I absolutely loved running in 5Ks. Not only was I running for an amazing charity, but I would continue to push myself to beat my last time… and let’s not forget how awesome it feels to pass people or pick that one person out of your group’s start time that you try to beat :-).

So as I work on getting back into a routine at the gym, I also plan to work on getting myself back into running form… complete with another pair of my overpriced, super comfy (for about a week until the novelty wears off), neon Brooks running shoes!

Until next time… I leave you with a quote from one of my favorite scenes in one of my favorite movies…

“Now you wouldn’t believe me if I told you, but I could run like the wind blows. From that day on, if I was goin’ somewhere, I was runnin’!”