Momster's Second 1st Post

Three hundred and sixty four days ago I wrote my very first blog post. I did not publish it for a variety of reasons but mostly because I have trouble with the follow through. Today, on the eve of my eldest son’s 5th birthday I write my second blog post as hopefully an introduction to my first blog post. The sentiment of the blog post is still the same: I missed my opportunity to run today, I am jonesing for a run and I still want to run a marathon faster than it took me to give birth to my first born.
I hope to actually hit post on this piece and continue to write more. Writing is not something I particularly enjoy. I don’t even really like reading books and novels but I do enjoy skimming the blog posts of other people. I have been afraid to write, I am afraid to write but it is time to get over that fear. So without further ado: I present to you my first blog post.

Flashback to July 13th, 2016

Today is my son’s fourth birthday.  We are celebrating with a camping trip in Custer State Park in South Dakota. We met up with a family that used to live in Fort Collins with us and have a son that is four days older than our eldest. We went on many climbing and skiing adventures together and embarked on our parenting adventure together as well. Today we ate pancakes, will have “po-ghetti” and cupcakes to celebrate. We also took our boys on their first outdoor climbing adventure. They aren’t quite ready for Yosemite.

I am itching to go for a run up Harney Peak, the high point of South Dakota. The trailhead for this peak leaves from Sylvan Lake, which is just down the hill from our campsite. It is a 3.5 mile, one way, trail with about 1,100 feet of climbing. Caveman didn’t think I should start a run on a new trail late afternoon by myself with dark clouds around. I can’t say I disagree, however, now I want to run and it has me thinking about my next run.

Will I get to run on our camping trip? Will I decide what will be my next half marathon for the year? I promised myself three half marathons this year. This is the year of three half marathons to train for and to rehab an irritable IT band, or two. Last year I walked most of the second half of a marathon and it hurt. It hurt my knee and it hurt my ego.

This year I am going to get stronger and faster. I have recently had some success with speed and it is fueling my quest to run a marathon faster than it took me to push out my first son. Four years ago, it took 3 hours and 25 mins to push out Caveboy. Four years ago I told the nurses in the delivery room that I thought that was a decent marathon time. They gave me sideways glances and told me my son was beautiful. Four years ago my quest to run a sub-3:30 marathon began.