I Read Too Much

This past Saturday I crossed another first off of my running "bucket list".  This year has been wrought with many accomplishments as well as many set-backs for me, running wise.  I have shared with you my journey toward a 100 mile month, my joy in finally becoming a marathoner, and my heartache in being "benched" due to an ever common injury suffered by runners - a bum IT Band.  The road to recovery hasn't been easy.  In fact, it has been much harder than learning to run in the first place.  I mean, after all, I had to start over and that is NEVER an easy feat regardless of what it is you are starting over from.  But, that is a story for another time.  (Aren't they all?!?) I decided a couple of months ago the best way to not revert back to a coach potato was to sign up for as many races as I could - within financial reason of course.  Well, in the beginning, I ran a couple of 5Ks.  While I never reached, equaled, nor beat any...

Lao-tzu has told us that "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step." I took that step today.  Quite literally.  I ran my first 5k.  I had told myself I was going to do this and do it to the best of my ability.  I ran this race with a friend.  I was open and honest with her from the get go.  I told her that if she was faster, to go on ahead.  To which she replicated the statement.  I agreed.  I set off on my journey.  I wanted to see what I could do.  This was of utmost importance to me.  I needed to know what I was capable of.  After all, running is one of my pleasures in life.  I did this for me.  I did this with no one cheering me on.  Well, at least race side.  I had many cheering me on from where they were.  I'm going to stop this train of thought and go there for a second. I have to say this, I am the most blessed woman in the world.  Yes, I may have lost a hu...