Didn’t expect to see me?
Oh my gosh, you guys… it’s been a LONG time.
I’d like to think this is the story of every runner at some point, but the part that makes me cringe the most is that I saw it coming a mile (pun intended) away. Basically, I outran myself. You can look back if you’re really interested, but the gist is that I ran too many miles in too little time while self-employed, and then I jumped back into full-time employment for someone else. I ran the Vermont City Marathon for the second time in May of 2017, and then I didn’t run more than four miles for the next year and a half. If you’re counting, that puts us at TODAY (ish).Honestly, what brought me back to excitement level 10 is our regular Tuesday night run club. The local Marathon Sports shop closed down a month ago, and with that our club of more than six years was in question. We’re one of the raddest groups around, with 30-50 runners joining per week, so how could we ever let it go??
Well, the Cape Cod Runner community is clearly a top fav of mine, and the key word there is “community”. I love facilitating connections and employing my marketing background to make things like email newsletters, Facebook groups and weekly sponsors happen. Needless to say, we’ve seamlessly transitioned, and I simultaneously fell back in love with running!I ran a couple of times every week, sure, and Gary and I joined a local gym over the past winter. I wasn’t a complete lost cause, dammit. But this September I started stepping out for longer and longer runs and savoring every minute and every breath.