I made a New Year’s resolution to run 1000 miles in 2011. Not to be left behind, my husband has decided to tag along.
So yesterday, 1-1-11 we headed to the gym to run our first three miles on the dreadmill treadmill.
We ran and it was tough, but my resolution was now in full swing, and I was feeling pretty good walking out of the gym…..until my husband saw a poster for a kickboxing class. It had a girl on it, who sort of looked like this…..
“Hey can you do that?” he said sort of teasing and amused.
“Sure.” (Geez, I may not be 19 but I’m not 40 either.)
“Uh yeah, let’s see it.”
So, I sort of braced myself in the middle of this brightly lit gym hallway and kicked as high as I could.
Dear sweet blog readers....for the love of the muscles that run between your thighs and through your right butt cheek, don’t try this maneuver unless you are a professional.
I feel like I had a baby and then rode a horse for the last 24 hours. I wish I could use some icy hot “down there”, but I’m thinking that might be a worse idea than doing the kick in the first place.
You know what though? I am still going through with this resolution. I miss running and what running brought into my life.
I have made best friends and we get skinny together.(Me the tall one, and Melissa at the Rock-n-Roll San Antonio Half Marathon...she's still skinny so I don't like her as much now. :P )
We paint our fingernails black for races.
I have been cool places.
I win medals. (Melissa, Jen, & I...doin' Dallas!)
I get free beer. (Me with my bestie Natalie in San Antonio.)
For some reason I left running behind in 2010. I just have to bring it back. To put it simply, running makes me happy. And maybe just maybe at the start of 2012 I will be able to do this……
Only 996 more miles to go.
