So Now What?

Well, I've completed what I had thought was impossible.  I had competed & completed my first half marathon.  So yay for me.  Well, now what?
I did what any woman would do, I went to Mexico!  For the first time in almost 13 years, I left the country without my husband.  He was not a big fan of this trip.  He says it's because he was worried about my safety, but let's be real.  He was mad, crazy jealous!  Spitting nails that I was going on an all inclusive, sit on my ass by the crystal clear Gulf of Mexico vacation while he was stuck at home.

I left with one of my best grade school pals and a host of other lovely ladies.  The evening we arrived in Playa del Carmen it was raining.  Not that it damped any of our spirits.  We were in Mexico for crying out loud.  5 days of no kids fighting, no dinners to prepare, no driving back and forth to school or work.  It was just what the doctor ordered!

I spent the next four days doing nothing but breathing.  It was nice.  Weird to only have to take care of myself.  I slept in, I ate whatever I wanted (not what the kids wanted), and drank countless margaritas.  I would have also ate my weight in guacamole, but this place for some mystical reason didn't have any of the good green stuff.  That was my only dissappointment about the trip.

The day we left, I was several shades darker and I felt lighter.  When we arrived back at the airport to leave I suddenly felt like time wasn't going fast enough. I suddenly had this overwhelming desire to be home...immediately.  I missed my husband and his goofiness.  I missed my daughter's brown eyes like my own and I missed my son and I was worried that his dimples had disappeared while I was gone.

I came home refreshed and energized and even more in love with my family.  They say absence makes the heart grow fonder and they aren't lying.  It's an absolute truth.  So with more love in my heart than I thought possible I began to think of what to do next.  There was a honest to God triathalon in my most favorite of places that I could attempt.  It's the Santa RosaTri-Athalon in Pensacola, Florida.  There's also a really, really fun half marathon a little closer to home I'd like to tackle.  The Rock N Roll Half Marathon in St. Louis.  So next year, my goal is to run this and finish in less than 2 hours.Which is gonna be a challenge since there's a band at every mile and I love music and it's just a general good time.  So I'm gonna give that a Go! (there's a pun there, and St. Louis runner's will get it).

I guess what I'm trying to say is, FAMILY is the most important thing.  And without them I couldn't do all this silly running and writing.  I run to keep myself sane and healthy which in turn keeps them healthy and happy.  Everyone wins!  But also demands of a home and family (while completely worth it all) are tough and taking time out for yourself is vital.

I've created a motto for myself.  "I live for my family and to eat, I run so I can eat, and me getting to eat and run allows me to be a happier person for the people who matter the most to me.  My family."