Just keep running...

So my meeting (see previous post) went well. Actually, it really didn't "go" at all. Only 1 person showed. I had everything worked out in my head what I would say and how I would wow them with my knowledge (right...), and only one person showed. As much as I don't like speaking in front of people, I'm a little disappointed. But oh well. Trust me, I will get over it.

Jon and I have been motivated to run. Each of us has put on at least 10 lbs since we got married, and I'm not liking the way I look in the mirror. After watching some chick finish the marathon at the Olympics in 2 hrs and 15 min, we decided that we need to get our butts in shape. I am so motivated by other peoples' blogs I read about their running routine. I have a link to one blog below. I have no desire to ever run a marathon, but a half-marathon isn't out of the question. Its still a really long way, but there's no harm in thinking about it (and it doesn't hurt as bad!) The Savannah River Bridge Run is on December 6 and I really want to run in that. Its a 10k, or 6.2 miles. I did it back in 2004 and I've been wanting to do it again ever since. I think I've got Jon talked into doing it with me too. But we have got to get in shape, I can barely run one mile without stopping right now. Not to mention how sore I am. I used to run all the time, so I didn't think I'd be too sore. Yeah right. I guess that's what happens when you don't run for a year...

This weekend is my dad's Birthday. Happy Birthday Dad! One day early since I won't be blogging tomorrow, most likely. My dad is great. He is the quiet type and doesn't say much unless its important, but we have a good relationship. I kinda feel bad sometimes though because I am can talk and talk to my mom (when I'm in the mood), but sometimes it seems like the only thing I can really talk to my dad about is home improvement tips, car tips, or something work related. Truth be told, sometimes I just don't know how to talk to him, but I think we understand each other. I hope that as I get older, I can be more like him, as far as his demeanor. I like that I'm like my mom when I get excited about stuff and I want to go everywhere and see everything.

So this weekend should be relaxing. I always feel like I'm on a mini holiday when I go to my parents' house. I don't have any responsibilities and I can sleep as late as I want. Oh wait, Jon and I have to get up and run Saturday morning...