Running Grrrls

Next month I turn 32 yrs. old. That's right. You heard me. Listen, I know that isn't old, but when your husband is turning 29 yrs old not long after, and the kids you used to babysit are now having kids of their own...well....

So I decided it was time. I picked up a new hobby. One I never thought in a million years I would do. I was, what you would call, a stellar athlete in high school. Mind you, I only played one sport, volleyball. But I played it with all my heart. I adored it, lived it, breathed it. And the little known secret is I picked it up because there was no Men's team. Which means my older brother hadn't played it before me. Which meant there were no expectations of my skill level.

My brother Tom was a stud. Is a stud. He can do anything, and do it well. He played all kinds of sports growing up, but his two best were basketball and track. In our small town of K'ville, his name is still in lights. He holds records in things I never even dreamed about accomplishing. His basketball skills were so far beyond what I could do that I didn't even try. And running? Not a chance. In college, my bro ran his signature race, the 800 meter, in less than 2 minutes. That's just nuts. Since then he has run a marathon and even at the ripe ole age of 36, looks better than ever. Some would even say he is HOT (and you know who you are!).

All that to say, that picking up my new hobby was a huge hurdle for me. Not only is it something that I have never really done, but it is something that my brother is best at. Yep.

Running.

Now let's be honest. I'm not great. I'm not even good. I will never run 1/2 mile in under 2 minutes. But I can run. Not too fast. But my legs are moving. And so I joined....

Running Grrrls. A group of women running for a cause. It started with a few friends of mine and has grown into something really special. Our motto "Run until it's fun". (Which could be a long time!) Last week I entered my first 10K. With an injured back, I wasn't able to run the whole thing, but I did better than expected. I finished well before half the peeps entered. And I was proud of myself. I am already signed up for my next race, a mere 5K :) Who knows what the future holds.

I may even run a few miles with my bro.