Running Scared

So I am going to give this blog a shot again. I love to write, but so far haven't committed to this. I am going to commit to now. Here we go!

I accomplished just about all my running goals (my Goofy time was short of where I wanted it to be), so I am proud of that. And I have taken time off running. I have survived that time without packing on any additional pounds (well, five or under, which is incredibly awesome for me) and now it is time to start running again. Although I have probably lost all of my ability, I am a little excited to get back out there. For the past few weeks I have been hitting the treadmill a couple of times a week to do runs of 30-40 minutes. It's nice to do runs like that, and by choice. But since I have three half marathons and a marathon so far scheduled for this year, I knew it was time to quit messing around and start training.

So I signed up for a class. A running class. With other people. And hill repeats, intervals, and group runs. Where I could be last. Or left behind. Or cause other people to wait. All my deep, dark fears about running, competition and measuring myself against others are coming screaming to the surface. But I am going to man up, show up, and make it happen. Wish me luck. I am going to need it!

On to the next phase of my healthy life! Care to tag along?