September 15, 2013.
That was the date of my last post.
That was just two days before my somewhat calm life was turned upside
down… Just two days before my heart was
stolen and I was changed forever… Just two days before I gave birth to the most
beautiful baby girl I’ve ever laid eyes on.
And A LOT has changed since then!
Our baby girl is now 15 months old, and growing and changing faster than this momma can handle. I find myself constantly begging time to slow down.
Tilton started his own photography
business (Tilton Newman Photography). Proud doesn't even begin to describe how I feel about this man and his accomplishments!
And
I’ve somehow managed to balance my home life with my work life, and have
adjusted to my new role as (working) "Momma".
One
thing that hasn’t change? I’m still in
love with EVERY.SINGLE.MOMENT of my crazy, hectic life!
A few weeks ago, I turned the big 2-9. That’s right.
I’m officially living my last year in my 20s. I’ve never really been one of those people to
make a big deal about age, and I always thought that I’d take growing another
year older with grace. But, looking
forward to my next birthday, I have to admit that I’m a little
apprehensive. In fact, I’m considering
“sticking” at 29.
While it would be nice to be able to stay in my 20s forever,
I know that growing older is inevitable.
That’s why I’ve decided to spend my last year in my 20s, working on
improving ME—my health, my fitness, my passions. The first goal on my list of improvements you
ask? Making myself a runner!
I’ve always admired runners—their motivation, their
endurance, their commitment. Even when I
was younger, I was always envious of the kids at school that could run faster
and farther (which was just about everyone) than me. I’ve tried at various points throughout my
life to become a good runner, but each time, I lacked the motivation and the
commitment to see my goal through. The
closest that I’ve ever come to considering myself a runner, was in 2009, when I
“trained for” and (barely) completed a half-marathon. I say “trained for” because I didn’t actually
complete a proper training schedule—I fell off the wagon about halfway through
due to a lack of time (my excuse and I’m sticking to it) between school and
work. Since I’d already registered, I
figured I should still run the race. I
told myself that my goal was simply to run the entire thing. It didn’t matter how long it took me, I just
had to keep running. And I did. I ran the whole 13.1 miles.
But if I’m going to be honest about this
experience, I should note that there were people walking faster than me... Much
faster. Nevertheless, I completed my first,
and only, half-marathon. Until now…
On my 29th birthday, I decided to make myself a
runner. I came across a “30-dayBeginner’s Running Challenge from Skinnyms.com on Pinterest (where else?), and decided that I was
going to accept that challenge as the first step in the process of making
myself a runner. I treated myself to a
new pair of running shoes (what’s better motivation for running than some new, fancy kicks?), and on December 21st, I began my
journey.
I completed my first week, and it was definitely a struggle,
but I already feel better about myself and my running. I plan to use my blog as a source of
documentation and accountability during my 30-day challenge, and will post
periodically about my progress. I’ve
never felt as motivated about making a change in my life as I am about this,
and I can’t wait to watch myself succeed!
Until next time…
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