YOU CAN DO IT!!!!

This year, the kids started a new school.  This meant new friends, new teachers (even more so than just changing grades), and new opportunities.  One of those opportunities was the running club - C joined as soon as they'd let him!  I thought it was pretty funny, actually.  The kid is just like his momma - the idea sounds great, but he actually hates to run.  HA!  BUT - there's something about being involved in an organized situation that causes one to act differently than they normally would.  I'll provide further proof of that later.

As a member of the running club, the students participate in 3 local races/semester.  In true "Laura" fashion, I immediately said, "Oh, C, that is so exciting - and we could run with you!!!"  Turns out, the kids remembers things. . . . EVERYTHING!!  It came time to register for the Zoo Run, and that statement immediately came back to haunt me.  "Mom, are you signing up too?  You know, to run with me?!?!?"  If you know my boy, you know his love language (one of a few, actually) is "quality time", so being the good mom that I strive to be, I signed up.  I said, "we'll train everyday".  We trained twice (he did more - in running club).  Zoo Run day arrived and I was ready to go!  It's only 2k, how bad can it be? Well, for someone who doesn't run, that was bad.  Trust. Me. On. This.

We did finish; C finishing before me (shocking, right?!?!?)

Following the Zoo Run. You can't tell, but I'm on the verge of losing my breakfast. . . along with all of the other meals I'd eaten the week prior!

I only tasted blood for an hour, and I quit coughing about 3 hours later.  Lesson learned: train for the Tulsa Run scheduled 3 weeks later!!!!!

Three weeks later. . . . . I've trained . . . once . . . ran for 1/4 mile.  Ya'll - I don't have good sense.  I know this.

Regardless, we did it. 



Tulsa Run - 2k
Also - I said I'd provide proof that when pushed by an organized event, one will act out of character. 
This is me prior to running 2k = this is me out of character.

This time, C stayed with me (downtown is not as safe as the confines of the zoo) and again, I didn't die. I only tasted blood for 30 minutes this time and I coughed twice. Life is good.

Today - we received an email from the coach.  She was taking the time to thank us for not dying during the race yesterday and to "remind" us that our next race was coming up in 5 weeks and, by the way, it's 5k.  That's right.  2.5 times as long as the two that almost got the best of me.  I cried inside, sent a text to a few friends - anyone with text that might feel sorry for me.  Instead - they encouraged me. . ."YOU CAN DO IT!!!"  "GO FOR IT!!!!"  I'm so glad they have more faith in me than I do. 

I promise to report the results of said run.  And if anyone would like to join Matt & P at the finish line, I'm sure they'd appreciate the company! :)  Bring hot chocolate and hand warmers, it's going to be COLD.  Unless the OKWX is true to itself. . .then it'll be 80, in December. 

And before I sign off, I will ask. . . . . Prayin' folks - please pray.