Off and on over the past few years, I’ve attempted to become a runner. With varying degrees of intensity. My sister has also become a runner, but she’s for real, yo. She runs miles and miles.
I haven’t gone running in a long time. I do yoga pretty much daily and I haul around a 500 pound toddler, so I like to think that I’m not totally out of shape.
This weekend, the Coca Cola 10k happened.
I was inspired. Maybe a little depressed because there were children I could have birthed streaking right past me.
So, Josh and I have decided to embark on a runnerly journey, and it starts this week.
It starts this week because on Saturday, I’m pretty sure we are going to do the Gumtree 10k in Tupelo. I fully realize that I will walk the majority of the race, but I’m good with that. It’s a start.