So You'd Think...

How long have you known me to talk about the Chicago Half Marathon? Months, right? I signed up for this thing in JANUARY for Pete's sake! This whole race season, all's I'm thinking about is Chicago...train for Lincoln, I'm thinking Chicago. Kearney half...Chicago. Now I that I SHOULD be in the middle of training for Chicago, meh, not so much.

WHY???????????????

Reasons? Nope, excuses. Distractions, a ton of 'em. Injuries, yep. Fat Connie, sitting right smack dab in the middle of my brain. Besides, this is my third half marathon this year, so I KNOW I can do it, right?

It's not like I'm NOT training...hell, I have ran a race all but two weekends since Kearney in June...(But I'm not sticking to a training regimen like I was for Lincoln in April.)

I also (recently) found something out for sure. Slower runners will get to finish and not be swept, or picked up by a bus. I've been toiling about that all year long.

So what's the difference? I know I have to push myself, but not as hard as I've been thinking to make the cut.

Do I still want to get better and run faster than when I started 2 years ago? Yes, so there should be NO reason to not want to keep pushing myself to be better. So here we are, back at square one, WANTING to keep pushing myself to be better. It's week 4 of training and I'm FINALLY pulling my training schedule out again and will continue to follow it until Chicago half finally comes.

I'm back in the game, distractions and all, and am DETERMINED to do my best with 20 thousand other runners on September 9th. BRING IT!

Four miler plus a Zumba class in 6 hours. Hard work, dedication!

Zumbarunner...whether shaking it or running it, I'll cross the finish line!

Sheer Randomness

Hey there...Zumbarunner here. Yes, I know it's been a few weeks. I've been finding it difficult to blog lately for fear of having nothing at all interesting to say, or saying the wrong thing and pissing someone off. I have had too many "foot in mouth" moments lately, and have found it best just to shut up and go on my way.

Lately, though...I've been trying to find my voice again. Oh, it's not easy by any stretch of the imagination, but a few things have happened this past few weeks that have allowed my voice to come back, if only as a whisper.

As I continue on my journey, I am reminded of so many great people who I encounter, throughout the days. These stories are soon to follow, but in the meantime, I encourage everyone to try to find your voice.

Zumbarunner...Whether shaking it or running it, I'll cross the finish line!