Wife of one husband, mother of two children, sister, daughter, friend, neighbor and wannabe runner extraordinnaire.
Picture this: Six feet of girl lumbering down the road... heart pumping, lungs heaving, long limbs flailing everywhere. I wasn't exactly built to run and it's not a pretty sight when I do. Yet, I can't seem to be convinced NOT to run and after logging thousands of miles (including a few little 26.2 mile jaunts around the block), I've decided it must be something worth writing about. Here's a recap of my many running adventures: the exciting, the dull and the just plain bizarre.
"It's unnatural for people to run around the city streets unless they are thieves or victims. It makes people nervous to see someone running. I know that when I see someone running on my street, my instincts tell me to let the dog go after him."
"Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads." ~Henry David Thoreau