Hello Faithful!

Well, God doesn't promise us anything but never-ending love, right? Sometimes life just ain't what we thought it'd be. But we hoist ourselves up and settle in for the long run (haha, no pun intended) and make the best out of the situation.

I know there might be a certain trend to the last few posts, and I promise not to burden any of you reading this with the crosses I bear. Believe me, I know we all have our own! So let's get back to what you and I are here for--my journey to a 10k.

Because I've taken some time off from a real training schedule, my body isn't as conditioned as it was. I've decided after much inner debate that instead of picking up at the two week mark where I should be, I'm not going to kill myself to achieve this goal. I will do a 10k, but I'm going to do it in one piece. I'm starting back on week 6 to give myself some time to re-acclimate myself. If you want a peek into my training schedule, look to the right. There's a link there.

I started today with my 30 minute run. I had exactly 30 before I had to leave for my Financial Peace University meeting so I wasn't wasting any time. I got on the treadmill (it was cold and rainy and I just wasn't up to an outdoor run today) and hit it hard. I didn't look at my speed or my distance, I didn't want to know. I ran as hard as I could for the full time and just let my body do what it wanted without the mind games. When my 30-minute timer went off, I was more than happy to jump to the sides. For my first run back, I would say a successful day overall. I'm going to borrow a friend's term and go ahead a VF (vomit factor on a scale of 1-10) of 5 today. It's been a while, peeps. I was kinda feeling the broccoli from our cheerleading party but it never came to fruition, so all ended well. :)