Well, first things first, I’m going to talk about the big pink elephant standing in the room that everyone sees, but no one wants to talk about. What the heck am I talking about? Mr. Man….. If you really regularly read my blog you probably noticed that I haven’t mentioned him. That’s because we’re no longer dating…*pause for gasp*…..Don’t worry or freak out. I’m okay…really I am….I’m not just saying it. I would give details, but I respect that everyone does not like their personal business broadcast over the internet. But I will say that it ended amicably; there was no drama, no tears. Long story short, we were good on all the little things. We had fun playing games, dancing, and even working out together, but we had different ideas when it came to our visions of the future. In order for a relationship to work, both people have to want the same things, and we didn’t. So…. that’s about all I can say….
I went to the LLS Team in Training meeting last night and officially signed the contract stating that I would finish the Half Marathon and raise at least $900 to help find a cure for cancer. There’s no turning back now….Since today is Wednesday, my best friend and I went to the park. I told her that I was finishing up Week 2 and that I would have to run intervals while she walked. It wasn’t even 7 o’clock yet, but the sun was already set. We were both a little nervous about working out in Forest Park after dark. My friend jokingly looked up at the sky and started singing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star, since the moon and stars were already shining. We walked and talked during the 5 minute warm up, and then I took off running for the first interval. As it got darker and darker, I felt less and less safe. I started walking back towards her. I would run ahead and then walk back, so that we could still see each other. By that last run, it was really dark. I started hearing weird things, I felt like Dorothy in the enchanted forest, scared that one of those winged monkey things were gonna jump out at me. All of the other bikers and runners had flashing lights, but; we only had the will to get in our routine Wednesday workout, clueless that we should’ve had appropriate night gear. I told my girl that our “Wednesday Walk” was going to have to become our Wednesday Workout at home DVD. She quickly agreed, as our cool down became a hurried walk back to my car. Our legs were totally feeling the burn, but we were still moving quickly, so as not to become a scene from a scary movie or tomorrow’s newspaper headline. We’re big city girls and walking alone in a public park at night, is just not something that you do…. Thankfully, we survived the night without getting mugged or run over by a biker. I survived all 3 days of Week 2 and welcome the challenge of Week 3.