Not a race, but there's still a run

I love my best friend. I was pretty disappointed these past few days about the race that was shaping out to be "the race that just didn't happen." But after talking to my bestfriend and verbalizing everything out to her, she made everything right. She isn't a runner and sometimes, it is difficult for a non-runner to understand why we have to run a specific race/specific pace/specific distance/specific day.  But she listened. She emphatized. She understood. And she made everything better.

 I love this picture of us. This was taken at a studio before her wedding day.
I'm a shy person but she brings out the "fun" part in me. She always does.

I wasn't going to sleep on this special 10/10/10 day. I made arrangement to run with Ms. M.  Ms. M ran marathons for 40 years and she told me stories about the races that she had trained hard for but wasn't able to race. She was worried about my back and she knew that I didn't want to leave the boyfriend alone for too long, so we ran a 5K route. Even though I coughed along the way, it was a great run.   I felt happy. I felt strong. I felt powerful (even though we weren't going fast). I felt stress and tension melting away. With every step, I retrieved a little "me" back.  After the run, I felt fulfilled.  Good news is I didn't feel the sciatica butt pain during my run. :)

With the help of my best friend and a good run, my mind can think clearer now. 

1. I never want to be without a run in my life.
2. I'm still looking at running a half marathon this year. 
3. And I will be a marathoner by 2012. 

P.S.: If you get some time, stop by Megan's blog to read about her pre-race tradition, how she got "race-ready" and I believe she will have a race report later. Stop by every Sundays because she has some pretty darn good recipes! We were supposed to have a meet-up today at the race. Sorry Megan! I'm still going to be registering for the RnR though. And I hope we'll have better luck next time.