Day 3 Topic: Your First Love and First Kiss, If Separate, Discuss Both
Wow, this one is throwing me for a loop. These are definitely separate events. I figure I will start with first kiss. This tends to happen, I believe, to most of us before we actually find first love. With this, I am struggling. I am searching my memories, just like yesterdays post, for that memory of this first kiss event. I have a few in mind, but I have no idea which one was first.
30 Day Writing Challenge – Day 2
Topic: Your Earliest Memory
I’ve been thinking about this one for a few days now, ever since seeing the topic list posted. I think this is a challenge for sure. I am sifting through my brain, trying to recall memories of my childhood, trying to remember which ones are the earliest. I find myself loving some of these memories, and in some cases disliking them.
30 Day Writing Challenge – Day 1
I had recently come across this picture in my news feed, thought it was interesting, contemplated it, and finally decided that I would complete it.
Another one bites the dust…. half marathon off my list
Half Marathon!!
I’ve been thinking about this blog for a while and finally have gotten around to completing it. This has been a journey that has developed over the past three years, believe it or not. So I see it only fit to start back at that time. The spring after my son was born, a good friend of mine encouraged me to get out and start running with her. She too, had a daughter the same age, and it was a good excuse to get out and enjoy our new lives with kids. I’m not going to sugar coat this, because taking this step was effin hard! I never enjoyed running, as my previous posts have mentioned, and I would avoid it at all costs when I was training in highschool for rowing. I despised it with great passion. But, I figured this would be a great way to help shed some baby weight that was lingering, and really still is. I was only able to run about 100 meters at this point and had … needed to walk in between. My mind was going crazy trying to convince my body that this was insane. I could not do this! My body was trying to tell my mind, that it was insane. I was crazy to think I could do this.
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