I am just a mom.
I just ran my first marathon last month.
Then I had a crazy idea....to run twelve marathons in twelve months.
I am not an elite athlete. Nor am I even built like a runner. But there is something about it. Something about pounding the pavement that makes me feel like a better wife, mother and worker bee. Something about running that gives me a sense of independence and identity.
This is my journey. Training (which I am hoping will be more like maintaining given the frequency of each marathon). Wifing.....not sure that that is a word. Mothering. Working. Marathon running. And writing about it all.
It will be a challenge, but one thing I do know about myself is that challenges bring out my best.