On the road again...

Hi there! The last few days have been productive and I have been able to ease back into my running schedule. Friday I logged a 5k on the treadmill at a nice, slow pace. Saturday am the hubby and I headed out for an outdoor run. I am so blessed to have such beautiful parks to use for my longer runs! Granted, Sat's run was not long (just short of 3.1mi), but it was still lovely to be out in the breeze, seeing other runners just like me! Check out my view from the end of my run. How gorgeous????

So, uh, one time, I did this thing called blogging...remember blogging?

I'd love to write some amazingly romantic post about how following my first half marathon I continued to ramp up my mileage, and ran the Chicago half on my first wedding anniversary. That was the plan. Well, the plan was a major fail.

The less glamorous, but more accurate story is that one week after the April 1/2, my toenails were killing me. I mean, couldn't put on shoes killing me. So, I went to my local podiatrist, and he informed me that (if you are grossed out stop reading and skip to the next paragraph) that both big toenails would have to come off. They were bruised, and dead, and would fall off and probably get infected if I didn't take care of it right then and there.

I went into the office thinking I might have my toenails drained and be dandy right after. Pressure relieved = Happy runner!

No, that is not what happened. I ended up having to get a ride home because my feet were numb and I couldn't drive home. I was in horrible pain for days following, and had bloody bloody stumps of big toes. Which, ironically, are necessary for just about all aspects of walking. Ugh!

It took 3 weeks for my toes to feel okay in running shoes. It took 4 weeks for me to be able to gingerly step food on the pavement and start a measly 2 mile run. So, the August 1/2 came and went, and I was nowhere to be found in the crowd. *sniff*

Now, enter fall. After a week at the beach and a few short runs, I am eagerly looking forward to the longer run. I love the feeling of accomplishment when I have run a long training run. I love the fact that I started barely running 2 miles and ran 13.1. So, with my toenails only half grown back (which makes for a wonky looking pedicure), I am stepping foot back into the water of the running world.

The new goal is the St. Jude Hospital Half Marathon in December. Memphis in December is supposed to be chilly, but not horrible. I am looking forward to having the fall to train. Cooler days are always kinder for long runs.

So, that's the latest and greatest. I have a 10k planned for Halloween, but no inventive costume just yet. I can plan said costume during my long Sunday runs this fall. : )