These shoes.

Here are my new shoes! I got them (in turquoise and grey, actually) because I needed some new running shoes.

I need some new running shoes because I signed up for a half marathon...way back in October. I signed up for this PARTICULAR half marathon for lots of reasons:

1. The race was in Disney World.
2. I was going to run with a group of FUN girlfriends.
3. We were going to wear tiaras and tutus.
4. I was going to train hard and work hard and FINISH the half marathon as a runner!
5. The race was in Disney World.
   
6. I heard Pooh and Donald jump out of trees along the course and give you water.
7. I might get a cool shirt. And a drink of water from Tigger.
   

Well, the tutus and tiaras thing got thrown out the window pretty quickly...my friends are a bunch of lame-o's that said they didn't care to have a custom-made satiny princess running costume adorn their sweaty bodies on the day of the race. LAME. Truthfully? I think everyone was bitter because I called Jasmine (we both look great in turquoise.)


Some friends dropped out, new friends popped up, one friend said she would only run 13 miles if someone was chasing her with a knife. SOooo. We booked our tickets to head south. Training would begin in the first of December! I was nervous to have even signed UP for such a ridiculous thing. I jumped right in, despite nerves, and started with a 10K race in Raleigh. I did well and was feeling confident.

Everything changed when I broke my foot on the tennis court in the beginning of November. I fractured a bone on the top of my foot for no good reason at all and messed up all of the ligaments surrounding it. The diagnosis was fine, I healed up just as I was supposed to...but by the time I was allowed to run again, I had only three weeks to train.

Maybe I should have gone hardcore at the start of that three week period, but I didn't. My first attempt to go for a run was discouraging...and a little painful. I feel disappointed and even a little bit annoyed. I mean, I'm FLYING to FLORIDA, signed up for my first HALF MARATHON...and I'll probably have to walk a good chunk of it?! I could have just stayed here and saved myself the money. I probably even could have talked my husband into putting on his Tigger costume and giving me a drink of water to cheer me up.

(Have you SEEN our furry, hooded, adult-sized matching Pooh and Tigger costumes? That's another post for another time.)

All of that to say, I'm trying to have a good attitude about it all. I'm looking forward to seeing good friends and laughing a whole lot. I suppose I am glad I won't be wearing a tutu (chaffing). I love my new shoes. I am thankful that I will be able to finish at all!

I leave in five days.