This morning I awoke to a white dusting of about 2 inches. It looks lovely. I don’t mind that it’s freezing outside because I faced my fears head on and did my LR yesterday on the…drum roll please…treadmill. 18 miles!!!! I was really nervous/scared about running for 2 1/2 hours outside in the cold this morning so when I got on the treadmill yesterday I told myself my goal was 18. I knew if I fell short I had a back up plan. Miss Karen.
Miss Karen is the mom of two boys and a little girl who happens to still be in her tum. She lives not 5 minutes from me and is also a runner. Her being a runner matters to me because that means we get each other. Earlier this week I had invited some mommy’s and their children over for a play date. Miss Karen texted me that morning and said she had skipped her morning run and that she was going to head to the gym instead – she said I know you understand. I did. I wasn’t the least bit upset she was ditching us at the last minute for running/working out reasons. She NEEDED to workout – not wanted – but needed. Charlie’s Mommy’s brain was working better than mine that morning and she said tell Miss Karen to bring the kids over here for the play date – we will watch them while she runs. Seriously great idea!
The point of telling this story is that I really think it’s important as a runner to have friends that are also runners. Whether they be friends that are close and can help you train or blogger friends who help you keep up your motivation. It’s important to surround yourself with like minded people who will help keep you on the path as a runner.
I wasn’t worried if my body didn’t give me 18 – because I knew Miss Karen would watch my kids for me while I attempted it again this morning.
I called her this morning to say thanks for offering to watch the kiddos but I did my run yesterday on the mill!!! She said OH my goodness, you are amazing. I said I KNOW. *Wait I mean* sorry I didn’t think you were going to say amazing – I thought you were going to say *crazy* – so my I KNOW response was already rolling off my tongue to crazy – because indeed one must be crazy[I'd like to call it a form of dedication] to run 18 miles on the treadmill. I certainly don’t think I am amazing, but I will say I am amazed that my body gave me 18 miles on the mill.
Only down side to my 18 was that I chaffed horribly on my legs/thighs underneath my capris. Seriously I should just buy stock in bodyglide and Vaseline. I have the most sensitive skin ever – arg. This is why I wear tested the clothes while working at Moving Comfort. If something didn’t chafe me – I was pretty sure it wouldn’t chafe anyone else.