It seems hard to believe, but the training program for the upcoming 10-Miler began 22 weeks ago! It seems that my life has changed in so many ways because of the program. Running has become an integral part of my life, something my family and friends now accept as part of me. This is definitely a good thing, and while my weight has not dropped, I feel healthier, more willing to accept who I am at this moment, rather than waiting "until I lose 5 more pounds".
That having been said, I must confess that I will be glad in some respects when the training program and the race are over. I no longer fear that I will stop running once the program ends--I won't stop, I'm sure of that. But my long run won't necessarily be on Saturday mornings, and I won't be quite so obsessive about Monday, Wednesday, Thursday runs. The mileage will become less important that the overall quality of the run. And if the girls have activities going on first thing on a Saturday, I'll be there. I'm incredibly grateful to my family, particularly my dear husband, for patiently waiting to begin our weekends until after I have had my long run, my breakfast and my shower (in that order!).
The idea of a half marathon has been swirling around in my head for weeks now, and I know that I could tackle one (tomorrow's long run is 12 miles, so the distance isn't an issue). But rather than jumping in and entering one of the many 1/2s that are coming up reasonably near our area (the Run for the Dream in Williamsburg, the Rock-n-Roll in Va. Beach, the Woodrow Wilson Bridge in Maryland), I am going to give myself a break and just enjoy RUNNING for the sake of running. I'm promising myself that I won't even think about entering another race until May 1. Sound reasonable?
I can see you nodding your head, "Very good, Grasshopper. Patience, Grasshopper." :)