Never forget, perseverance is a four letter word!

So..The Trot was hot!!  No really, I was hot as...well...I was hot.  It was cold outside but listening to the advice of my lovely YOUNGER brother I had on too many layers.  I must say, right after stripping before the race started, I didn't think I was going to make it.  I trained hard for about 4 days total and didn't think my body was going to let me go the distance. 

I jogged straight almost to the one mile mark.  SURPRISED AS ALL H.E. DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS (um..that's "hell" if you didn't know)!!  (side note: Actually I have no idea if I jogged that far.  I think I did but it just doesn't seem possible that I made it that far without walking. Maybe I made it to the first block without walking, that seems more reasonable.  Back to the story...) I tried real hard to make it to the 1 mile marker but I couldn't hold out. As I approached the 2 mile mark I got excited because I knew that when we made it to the 3 mile mark, the race was more than half over.  It wasn't until the four mile mark that things changed.

I said I would never run

OMG so I'm totally running (uh jog/walking) in the Turkey Trot here in Buffalo. It's the longest running race of it's kind. I think this is year 115. I am sooo scared. The closer I get to race day the more afraid I get. I'm on the mill, working on my core...But, I'm a big girl. I have always been "overweight" but I recently realized that I have become out of shape too (rugby was clearly a loooooong time ago).