Blisters are Sexy

I know. I'm really reaching here.

I couldn't resist a run after work today. I figure if I have the urge, I need to follow it! I had one blister from my two miles this morning, but I covered it with a few band-aids and hoped for the best.

The weather outside was BEAUTIFUL. I tried to push a little harder than this morning, so I ran 2.7 miles in 30 minutes!

My blister hurt as soon as I headed out the door, but after about a mile I could feel it growing, and it found a friend on the other foot! The two blisters hurt really bad, but I pushed through. When I got home and took off my socks, I found these beauties:

EWWW. I don't like blisters. Sad face.

But I am excited about running 4.7 miles in one day! Happy face!

Oh and an update on my hubby! He's out on the race route, and has run over 12 miles already today! He'll have another 6 mile leg tomorrow morning. (He traded his short 3 miler for someone else's 6 miler. Crazy!)

I got this lovely photo of him right before he started his second 6 mile leg. Sexxxyyyy.


I'm so proud of him!

So fellow runners...what should I do about these blisters? Any idea how to prevent them in the future? Any suggestions or recommendations are greatly appreciated!

I Am Not A Runner

...but I can't seem to give up the idea!

Some of you faithful readers remember me talking about running here, here, here...and probably a few other places I haven't found.

My husband? He is a natural runner. But he hates to run. Oh the irony. He is actually running a race across the state of Florida this weekend. Yep. He's running three legs totaling over 15 miles in just over 24 hours. Has he trained for this? Not really. He runs two miles just about every day at gym as a warmup. Only takes him 15 minutes. BLAH. But he will be fine. He's just naturally gifted like that.

I, on the other hand, ran my 2 mile loop again this morning. I don't have a watch to wear when I run so I looked at my cell phone before I walked out the door, and when I walked back in.

Oh yes. Two miles in 24 minutes. Told you I'm not a runner.

AND I got a blister.

Life just isn't fair.

Still Trying To Be A Runner...

I really want to be a runner.

I am not naturally a runner.

I suck at running.

But...there is just something about it. I want to be a runner.

So tonight I decided to try out our gym's "Outdoor Running Club". Tonight's group was for "Intermediate/Advanced Runners." I am neither. However, I cant' make it to the "Beginning Runners" group on Thursday, so I decided to give it a try.

Hmm. Probably should have thought this one through a bit more.

I showed up and met up with the other runners. There were four of us, and the running instructor. One of the girls just ran the Chicago marathon. That should have been my first clue.

I did fine through mile one. Mile two...got much harder. And after mile two...I had to walk. And since this was a running club, I was the only one walking. Joy.

The running instructor stayed back to run/walk with me while the others went ahead. He talked as I gasped for air and kept me distracted during the rest of the run. He told me how he only has 70% of his lung function...yet I was the one gasping for air.

Perfect.

The run lasted four miles. Any other day, I would be proud of myself. But when comparing myself to "real" runners...it was humbling.

I'm not going to give up. I want to be a runner.

Now I just have to tend to these massive blisters on my feet...

Anyone else have some tough days on their way to being a runner?

How I Feel After I Run

This is pretty much how I feel after I run:

I just had to share this hysterical photo with you. It's actually my friend Katie and her sweet beagle after a run. But I can totally relate. Can you?