Fierce Move #3

 Remember this summer when I turned 36 and I did this stunt a week later.

I declared my year of 36 to be a year of fierce moves...maybe even 36 of them.  

After water skiing I conquered the Dirty Girl 5K mud run.  There wasn't a lot of running but there was scaling of walls and swimming through mud pits.  

A couple weeks ago I conquered my third fierce move.

(I obviously forgot about this goal of 36).

If you knew me growing up you know that I was exposed to lots of athletic opportunities. 

My parents signed me up for softball, soccer, basketball and more.  

I had Rollerblades, ice skates, cross country skis. 

But swimming was the only thing that I seemed to thrive with. 

So I swam and I life guarded and I swam some more. 

In elementary, middle, and high school I experienced the picked last feeling. 

Everyone knew I was slow and not very aggressive. 

Back in February I joined the local gym and I have been consistently working out...and one of my workout choices is running.  I started on the treadmill and have taken it outside to the pavement a bit too.   I signed up for a 4 mile race a couple weeks ago with my friend and workout buddy Jessie. 

And we conquered it.  We ran the whole way.  That's all I wanted to do.  I don't ever expect to be fast or have a runner's stride.  But I am enjoying the act of running more and more.  And running with a friend on Saturday mornings around a local lake has been such a gift.  

Thanks Jessie for keeping my pace, chatting along the way, and motivating me to keep moving.

Fierce move #3...A four mile race completed in 45 minutes.

Oh, and we wore wigs because it was a Halloween themed run!