Will run for food. And when I say food, I mean life.

I started running so I could eat more. 

It’s true.

Back in December I was really craving a bacon cheeseburger and a side of fries from Friendly’s.  Like preggo-style craving. I thought, I bet if I run I could eat one those.  (Not back to back though. That’d be bad.)

With WeWa, if I want to maintain my current weight (without moving my boo-tay), I get about 24 points with my 35 extra weekly points.  That equates to roughly 1500ish calories a day.  Add some activity points and, voilà, I get to eat more. What a concept! 

Just so you know, a Friendly’s bacon cheeseburger and side-o-fries is 36 points. Wh-what?! Well that’s a problem. 24 does not equal 36 and I still have 2 more meals in there somewhere. And personally, I’m not a fan of air sandwiches.

Here is something else you should know. 

I hate running.

Why would anyone in his or her right mind want to go from one place to another with no destination in mind?  During maternity leave, the way I got my exercise to drop the extra 40something pounds was to go for a walk with the kiddos in the stroller and sling to takeout/return dvds to Hollywood video – a 3mile round trip.  A walk for walk’s sake, wasn’t happening. So why in the world would I run?  (Plus I think I have unresolved former cross-country team issues. But that is a post for another day.)

Then came the bacon cheeseburger….

A treadmill….

And C25K (Couch to 5K)…

In December for Christmas, David & I bought ourselves a treadmill and I started the C25K program. I couldn’t run more than 2 minutes without getting out of breath and dying, DYING to stop.  What the heck did I do??!! 

But I kept going.

And one day I ran 20 minutes with out stopping. 

Then I ran 5 miles.

Then I ran outside and felt like I was starting *all* over again.  Argh!

But I kept going.  Then one day I ran up the big hill without stopping.

Then one day I ran 6 miles, then 7, then 8, then 9 and then 10. 

Then one day I signed up for a ½ marathon (btw, this is my first race ever. Yeah, if I do something, I go all out.  Ya think?)

Then one day I realized I run because I can. Because there are people that can’t.

Then one day I realized I pray during those long runs.

I realized when a certain song comes up, I automatically think of the person that recommended it or that I some how associated the song with that person.

I love love love that feeling! Not only do I love the feeling of thinking and praying for that person, but I know that that person is simultaneously giving me support to continue running…that person’s energy moves me forward and hopefully that person can feel my energy and Spirit in them too. Like this interconnected Spiritual dance way above us; like those Spirits are having a little chat or dancing or hugging or *gasp* running, or loving one another all while giving me some kickass beats to keep moving!

There are a lot of people I am praying for and thinking about these days. There are a lot of miles that I plan on running. I need their energy and I think they could use a bit of mine. 

I asked a lot of my friends and family to send me some tuneage to add to my playlist for my training and my ½ marathon. Man do I have an eclectic playlist so far!  


If you are so inclined, would you comment with your song (and a prayer request if you want) and I will add you and your song and your prayer to my run, pray, music 1/2 marathon playlist. What do ya think? You game? (And if you want, mine are: I Run for Life - Melissa Etheridge; Your Love is my Drug - Ke$ha; Suddenly I See - KT Tungsten)

And guess what.

I love running now.

(But in full disclosure, sometimes I run for those that can’t and sometimes it is for the quest of the ever elusive *oops, not allusive* perfect ass.)

I still never got that bacon cheeseburger.  But I am ok with that.