Runner's Amnesia

I have to admit... since I started training for my half marathon over a month ago it's been difficult to recall why I ever enjoyed running. I think it's been a culmination of extra baby weight, pushing a crying baby in a jogger, bouncy parts of my chest that never used to bounce like that before (gotta love lactation!) and just a general lack of motivation. I have found myself searching for good reasons not to run. But tenacity is a bugger and I've been cursed blessed with large doses of it. So I hit the pavement; Loathing every. single. step.

Until today.

Today the true runner in me resurfaced. The runner that felt light on her feet. The runner that felt strong, almost warrior-like. The runner that could seperate her legs, lungs, and mind into three distinct areas and only focus on the latter. I'm not sure if it was the number on the scale or the husband so willing to offer her some baby-less time to herself that brought her out of her Rip Van Winkle dreamland but she's awake! I feel her taking over and I love it. Together we ran 6.04 miles in less than an hour. Something totally unattainable on my own.

Today there was no crying baby. No jogger to push. It was just us and my iPod. 57min48sec of running bliss. "Running bliss". Not an oxymoron to me any more.

Today I fell in love with running again. For all of the reasons I loved it before. The true runner in me is back. She's here for good. And I welcome her.

Spring Break 2010: Pismo Beach

Over Spring Break we tried something new. We camped at Pismo Beach. This is why we want to go back EVERY year (and why YOU should go if you've never been)...

The Bike Rides

The Walk Through The Dunes To The Beach

The Beach

Friends

Quality Family Time

Our Awesome Campsite

Cruisin' Through Pismo In The Scout

The Pool At Our Friends' Hotel

The 4-Wheeling

The Scouts (and the Landcruiser)

Driving On The Beach