{"id":639,"date":"2010-11-14T12:30:18","date_gmt":"2010-11-14T18:30:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/julie.daneman.org\/?p=639"},"modified":"2010-11-13T23:25:53","modified_gmt":"2010-11-14T05:25:53","slug":"dare-i-try","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/julie.daneman.org\/index.php\/2010\/11\/dare-i-try\/","title":{"rendered":"Dare I Try. . .?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Most of you know that I was, pre-baby, a runner (mind you, I wasn&#8217;t fast, nor did I have lengthy endurance, but I did run multiple miles quite regularly, and enjoyed it). Most of you know I&#8217;ve been struggling to get enough balance back between work, new mommyhood, and crazy-busy schedules to get back into running.<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>In mid-October &#8211; my bff&#8217;s birthday weekend, actually &#8211; Bryan ran the Dever Rock-n-Roll half marathon (his second half marathon &#8211; I&#8217;m so proud and impressed!). It was a beautiful day, great course and support (from what I saw), well organized, etc. At the finish line, so many folks looked so happy and the atmosphere was just amazing. These were not the elite runners; they were not the &#8220;winners&#8221;. They were normal, everyday people who kicked some major butt by doing something most folks just can&#8217;t\/won&#8217;t\/don&#8217;t do. It got me thinking that maybe, someday, *I* might want to do a half marathon. Ideally, I&#8217;d run it <em>with<\/em> the hubs. Of course, I made the colossal mistake of casually mentioning this to said hubby after the race&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Flash forward to about a week and a half ago &#8211; hubby says he&#8217;s found a half for me to train for: the Dallas Rock-n-Roll Half Marathon. It&#8217;s on March 27, 2011, so I&#8217;d need to start a 16-week training plan in about 3 weeks. Bryan seems to have every confidence that I can do this. It <em>would<\/em> be a good race for a first half marathon. The Rock-n-Roll race series is known to be well-organized, well-supported, and just plain fun. There are bands every mile, a big post-race party, and lots of great crowd support. I&#8217;m just not sure that I can actually make the training fit in my jam-packed schedule.<\/p>\n<p>I tried this week to get started just building up a pre-training base and guess what? I was able to make ONE run fit in. That was on a work-from-home day and Bryan and I went together. It was great to run with him, and I actually felt good, but that was on Monday&#8230;that was it &#8211; that was the only exercise I got in! And it wasn&#8217;t for lack of support. More than one night this week, Bryan offered to either delay his run after the kids were in bed so I wasn&#8217;t out running so late, or keep dinner warm for me so that I could get in a run right after I got home from work. I was just too dang exhausted and frustrated from the day on those occasions to make myself hit the pavement. (Yes, I KNOW I probably would have felt better had I gone out, but in the moment, I only wanted comfy clothes and a large drink &#8211; I refrained from the drink, but the comfy clothes won out.)<\/p>\n<p>So&#8230;am I crazy for considering it? On the one hand, the idea of tackling something so huge (to me) in a weird way would help me feel more in control of my life, which has felt out of control rather a lot lately. Plus there&#8217;s the pull of actually getting to run a race with Bryan (we usually go on our own at shorter races because our paces are quite different, but he&#8217;s promised to actually run the half <em>with me<\/em>, at <em>my<\/em> turtle&#8217;s pace). My fabulous mother in law and a fabulous aunt have offered to babysit Sam for us. The race is a month before Sam turns a year old, so what better way to sort of reclaim the runner in me than right before we celebrate his first year of life? But then&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s THE OTHER HAND. The other hand reminds me that I seem to barely make it through each week with my sanity in tact. The other hand reminds me that I get up and go nonstop all day long and barely get everything done that NEEDS to be done. I&#8217;m not talking about &#8220;want tos&#8221; on the day: work on hobbies, reading a magazine or book, or even non-essential housework. I&#8217;m talking about having clothing clean and ready for the next day, bottles clean and ready for the next day, lunches packed, work-work ready, evening meals\/dishes done, children loved and played with, dog taken care of, etc. And that&#8217;s WITH help from Bryan.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve tried to figure out ways to carve out extra time from the day, and there are a few things I think I can pretty easily do, but will it be enough? Please, readers, spare me the suggestion of just getting up earlier to run in the morning. As it is, I&#8217;m up around 6:15 most days, go nonstop all and, if I&#8217;m lucky, fall into bed between 11 and midnight. I cannot safely function on less sleep. And, please only suggest &#8220;you&#8217;ll make time for it if you <em>really<\/em> want to&#8221; if you want to terminate our speaking relationship. That is the last thing I need to hear.<\/p>\n<p>So, AM I crazy for considering this? For wanting to do it, but being scared that I can&#8217;t make it work? Dare I try. . .?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Most of you know that I was, pre-baby, a runner (mind you, I wasn&#8217;t fast, nor did I have lengthy endurance, but I did run multiple miles quite regularly, and enjoyed it). 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