I'm a runner

For those of you that don't know, I decided last year to run another half-marathon. After I made that decision, I found a half-marathon in Myrtle Beach and signed myself up. I thought that if I was going to run 13.1 miles, it might as well be somewhere fun and warmer, like Myrtle Beach. So I signed up, talked several freinds into doing the same and began training last Thanksgiving. Now, I've never been a runner and have actually always hated running, so paying money to run seemed like a pretty good motivator to train. It was! I've been training for a little over two and a half months now and the race is actually less than a month away and to be honest, I'm actually a fan of running now. Go figure! It really is therapeutic for me these days. Anyway, despite my new found love of running I was still hesitant to label myself "a runner". That was until this past Saturday when I, with my roommate Erica and neighbor Troy, ran 15 miles. You read that right people: 15 miles! I think if anything gives me the license to say I'm a runner....it's the fact that I ran 15 miles, without stopping, in a little over two hours. Yay! I'm a runner!