My run today was a little sad.  I did almost 13 miles, but most of them were walking.  I sometimes wonder why I would ever want to go any further.  I have to remember, however, that I haven't done that distance in about three weeks.  Be patient, be kind to your poor running body with your aching feet and back!  I got off to a pretty late start, at about 7.  I usually like to get out before that, but I just kept going back to sleep.

Ok, so if you're not a woman over 40, you don't have to read this next part.  ;) 

So, ladies out there over 40...we have unique challenges to running, you know what I mean?  When I first starting running I found out just how weak my bladder is...can anybody relate to that?  I tried to fight it, but I eventually had to take precautions to deal with it.  Won't go into detail about that.  I have a great admiration for us women over 40 who have had several children and still get out there and run.  We are a special breed.  Ok, enough of that.

Today I wondered how I ever get past 13 miles.  It's definitely a case of mind over matter.  When I'm at home thinking about running and imagining the next run, it is much nicer than reality.  But that's part of what I love about it, discovering just how far I can push myself.  I can't think of anything else in my life where I challenge myself as much as I do when I reach those later miles. 

If you're going to have an addiction, this is the best kind.  :) 

P.S.  I have to add to this, today I felt really slow.  A fellow runner came up behind me and passed me.  I saw her off in the distance, getting further and further away.  I went down my usual route, which is a 2 mile hill.  I saw her coming back up the hill as I was going down, way ahead of me.  But slow is better than no...