Long time, no see

It has been a while... Life has been crazy. I'm going to try to catch you up on the important things over the next week.
Remember my post about the Ragnar Race my son ran? How I told myself I couldn't do it? Last week I was visiting with a neighbor who told me she had signed up to have a team at the 2011 Ragnar Race. She had most of the team spots open. So I signed up! I gave her a check the next day. (Oh, I just realized she hasn't cashed that check yet... I'd better balance my checkbook soon. It isn't cheap to run the Ragnar!) Anyway, I've started training already, though it just might kill me. I dusted off the treadmill, which hasn't been used much since Jared ran the Ragnar. I ignored the backpack full of weights that he would wear while running on the treadmill... I was lucky to survive the 15 minutes of running without passing out.
My neighbor ran the Ragnar with friends this year. Their team name was Fat kids win at teeter totter... I'll let you know as soon as I know what our team name will be this year!

Ragnar Race

Jared ran the Ragnar Wasatch Back Race Friday and Saturday. Yes, it took two days to finish this relay race. There were 12 runners who ran three legs of the 188 mile race. My son was runner #11. He ran a total of 14.6 miles. His first leg was straight up hill, his second relatively flat around a lake and the last was straight downhill and off road. He appears to have run the race without any injuries or problems. I’m really proud of him.

I have never considered myself the athletic type. I much prefer curling up with a book to attending an exercise class. When my son said he was going to run the Ragnar, I had to look it up to know what it was. He had only a two week notice that he was running the race. It was out of my comfort zone for me to let him do this, but felt that if he wanted to, then he should do it. My next thought was, “Better him than me. I could never do that.” I’m not sure where this came from, since I really dislike the words, “I can’t”. I often see that as a challenge to find out how much I can do. This brings me to the uncomfortable place between knowing I need to do this and not really wanting to. I have a friend who is encouraging me to train for and run a 5k… maybe… I can.