Mom and Becky you would be so proud... 3 miles baby! That's right! This girl who swore she couldn't run even to the end of the street just ran 3 miles. To say I am happy is an understatement. I am ecstatic! Darren and I looked at ourselves after I had Allison and decided we needed to make some major changes in our lives to better ourselves and health was a big one. So we have been trying to eat better and exercise. Eating better has been really fun. Darren and I both LOVE food and I think that is probably why I gain 40 pounds with my pregnancies, because I throw caution to the wind and eat whatever I want when I want. Well I guess that way of thinking caught up with Darren and myself because we are sure out of shape. But looking online and through some fun cookbooks we have really enjoyed venturing out and trying new things each week in the kitchen. Also a few weeks back we finally just got off the couch and went running. We have to take turns going after we put the girls to bed so someone can be home with them and that has been tough to stay motivated when you have to run alone but man is it worth it! We both feel so much better after we go and once you get past the initial pain of the run it starts to actually be fun. Imagine that, I actually think running can be enjoyable, never saw that one coming. Don't get me wrong, I still hate having to do it but in a twisted sort of way I kind of like having to push myself. I have my brother Richie to thank for making me push myself my first night running or else I would probably still not believe I could go for more than a minute. My first night running he was actually staying over at our place and I asked him jokingly if he wanted to go running, he said sure and so I then felt like I had to follow through. Well while running whenever I wanted to stop because it hurt or I felt like I couldn't breathe he would say "just make it to that sign" then before we would get to it he would point to another one further away and say "just make it to that sign" before I knew it a whole mile was over and I was home, feeling like I might pass out or throw up, but home nonetheless. Darren and Richie can still run laps around me I'm sure, but I'm at least Darren and I are finally doing something about feeling out of shape instead of just complaining about it. I came across a quote about a week ago that I reread every now and then to help keep me going, it said "You cannot plough a field by turning it over in your mind" Just some food for thought I guess.