A few months ago, I signed up to run The Trolley Run, a 4 mile race from Kansas City's Waldo area to the Country Club Plaza. Bonus - I was lucky enough to have the company I work for sponsor me.
However, when I woke up Sunday morning to an alarm I asked myself, Whhyyyy!?!
Why am I waking up this early to run 4 miles?
Why am I driving to run 4 miles? I could run 4 miles out my front door.
Why am I waking up my baby and my husband to take me to a 4 mile race?
Once I stepped out of the car, I remembered why.
I remembered how good it feels to run early on a beautiful morning.
I remembered how much I love the racing community.
I remembered how much I love running with others who love to run.
I remembered how much I love running in my city.
A city I am so very proud of.
I remembered how Kristen Chenoweth can motivate me to kick up the gears and finish the race fast.
Well, fast for me. I had no idea what my pace was, I just ran. Here were my results:
No wonder I am so sore this morning - I usually run a 10 minute mile. 36:29 isn't my 4 mile PR, but 5 months post-partum I'll take it.
Once the run was over I was thankful I had drug myself out of bed and I rode the high of the run thoughout the rest of the day.
After the run, we raced home to shower and get ready for church.
Then we ate lunch, gardened (more on that tomorrow), and watch some baseball, then headed to my grandma's house for family dinner.
By then, Ina had such a big day, she wasn't really interested in the family. Poor girl. Oh well we are still trying.
Have a good week! <3