January 1, 2011
12:00 A.M. – Celebratory New Year’s Smooch
12:01 A.M. – RUN!!
Yep, my husband and I got a rum influenced idea to go for a one mile run at midnight. It just so happens we live next to a high school with a track. Four laps around makes a mile. We left the house at 11:45 PM and headed to the track, with the puppy of course!
About a block before we got to the track my husband asked with hesitation, “How do you feel?”
I knew he thought it might be a bad idea with my knee problem, and I can’t blame him. He’s had to deal with my emotional outbursts, so he knew that if this mile went wrong I would be brining in the new year on a sour note.
“I know this might irritate my knee. I know. But I can bring in the new year at a bar, at home, or on a track. Even if it goes wrong, just being on a track will feel so much better than at a bar or at home.”
So we went for it.
Lap 1: “I’m RUNNNNNING….WEEEeeeEEEEeeeEEee!!!” It turns out I didn’t forget how to run!
Lap 2: “Boy, this track sure is muddy. Oh, hey there knee, how YOU doin?” There was a slight reminder of my injury, not pain per se, but just a ‘hey-don’t-go-wild-you-crazy-runner-girl’ reminder.
Lap 3: “There is rum and General Taos chicken bouncing around in mah belly! Oye, I feel like I could toss my cookies!”.
Lap 4: “One more lap, let’s do this!!!”
12:11 A.M. – Another celebratory smooth.
12:12 A.M. – Pose for the camera!!
There it is, my HAPPY NEW YEAR. I started the first eleven minutes of 2011 on a track, where were you?