Due to Snowmageddon II and III, I lost a week of February. The sidewalk to the gym wasn't plowed, and I'm pretty sure it was closed for all of Snowmageddon. I did some cross training, and I shoveled my car out twice, so I was being active, but not running.
It's getting warmer in Baltimore, so I don't have to bundle up to run, which has been wonderful. There were some nights where I was wearing my mask that I bought for ice fishing. For awhile, the wind was pretty bad.
I'm doing really well with the training group from Charm City Run. Juda, the trainer, is a saint beyond all words. She is incredibly patient with me. I am always the last one to finish, and she's always waiting for me in the parking lot, cheering me on. I've never felt like a burden, even though I probably am.
Today, if my math is right, I did a mile at 18:35, which for me is a personal best in this whole process. Maybe finishing in 50 minutes isn't such an insane goal!
However, the most shocking thing that has happened in all of this happened to me on Saturday. I was on my couch, under my awesome quilt, and I really didn't want to get up and run. So, I posted the following as my Facebook status: "Dear Anita, Please go and run. Love, Your will power." I then had a flurry of responses from Doug, Tauna, Julia, Christy, and Lauren M., encouraging me to run. I am telling you, that run was sponsored by them. Then on Monday, I posted on Facebook that I was thinking about running another 5K in May or June. My friend Joanna commented on my status: "you're my fitness hero." I cried when I read that. I have never been someone's fitness hero. Just typing that got me choked up again. When I went out for my run today, all of those voices were in my head, saying, "Anita, you can do this." I can do this. And on March 14, I will cross the finish line. And it will be awesome.