heyyyy! long time, no blog!

Now, as for revamping this blog.  It started out as a....I don't know what but it morphed into a nothing interesting blog unless you know me.  Then, it's still just slightly interesting when I mention the boys. 

I've been inspired!  As you know (if you've followed) I missed the registration for the Chicago Marathon due to moving.  Yeah, I'll blame it on moving.  Anyway, I was super disappointed.  I've been running, but training for anything until I bit the bullet a month ago and signed myself and my loving husband up for the Rock n Roll half marathon at Virginia Beach.  Last week I finally finished my vampire romance series (yes, I'm one of those girls) and decided to start a book my husband had started and kept telling me "you gotta read this book next".  Okay, okay, stop pressuring me.  So I started it, am more than half way through, and I feel like it's changed my thinking.  Not just for running but maybe all aspects of my life?  Born to Run by Christopher McDougall is amazing. 

I ran yesterday as naked as I dared to go in years.  I was clothed, but decided to leave my iPod at home.  Something amazing happened.  I listened to my body rather than Lady Gaga or the soundtrack to Glee.  The result was I decided my pace, not the tempo of the current song blaring in my ears.  Also, I will be ordering minimalist shoes.  I used to think barefoot running or minimalist shoes were stupid.  How can no cushioning help?  But it makes total sense!  Run in your yard barefoot and see how your foot placement instinctively changes.  And how pronation isn't a bad thing that needs to be corrected.  Just blows my mind and has re-lit the fire under my ass to run. 

But run differently.  I've always known running is 99% mental.  But the difference between my thinking before Born to Run was "Just another mile until I reach my goal".  Since I've been reading the book it's more "Where else can I run because I don't feel like stopping yet".  The unfortunate side is that I now look at my treadmill and scoff.  Which means that I need to get up extra early before Jamie and the boys and run.  Speaking of running, I gotta go!