Tomorrow marks my first race since November 2011. In that time I have started to train for a marathon, dropped out, gained weight, lost weight, loved running and simultaneously hated it.
I’m not quite sure where I am with it all now. It’s certainly been a bumpy road (my relationship with running, that is). While I lived in Arkansas after college it helped define me. I had plenty of free time, a lack of time consuming responsibilities thanks to the parental units, and I worked in the fitness industry so my head was always in the game.
(Before the Little Rock Half-Marathon with a last minute bib!)
Then I moved to a VERY active city. It seems like someone is always running further, faster, or better than you. Initially I got swept up in it and although I had a lot on my plate I ran the inaugural Annapolis Half-Marathon. Then I just stopped altogether. I found enjoyment in things outside of exercise, I stepped away from blogging, and I changed.
A year and a half later I’d like to say I have found some amazing balance between food and fitness but that is just not true. I reread some of my old posts and I can tell you my mindset is very much the same. This leads me to believe perhaps things don’t change. And when I toe the line of the Cherry Blossom 10 Miler tomorrow morning I will remember what it is like to work toward an end goal and feel proud.
Perhaps it will even energize me enough to commit to this.
We will see. Regardless, I am filled with nothing but nervous and excited anticipation for tomorrow morning. I just hope I can sleep tonight!