This urge to run and race happened in January 2012. On December 27th 2011, I lost a huge part of me. My best friend, sister-in-Christ, and mother passed away. I did my first race on April 2011 and I called her after my 5 mile trek and told her I finished even when I got shin splints right around mile one. She praised me and consoled me. I was probably never going to run again because I did that one experience and all the "races" I did after in that year were walks or run/walks.
In January of this year after all the memorials and travel came to a halt I was in the bed. I didn't want to wake up. I didn't want to continue forward. Prayer was not an option. Nothing was. My husband said something out of the blue that snapped me out of my mourning funk- "Hey, are we still doing the Shamrock Shuffle together?" We then went to purchase running shoes and began to train for the Shuffle. I got back into the training circuit and did Yoga Sculpt two times a week. The month before the race, my husband pulled his muscle and I had to go on my own. After that, the flood gates opened and I was determined to get in 8-9 races.
Nine bibs and a medal
Shamrock Shuffle 8k
Cinco de Miler 8k
Chicago Women's 5k
Terrapin 5k
Bucktown 5k
The Color Run (5k)
Hot Chocolate 5k
Run for Obama 11.6k
Santa Hustle 5k
Mourning the loss of my mother, running seems to be a refreshing way to start. After these races I am now more fit, building back my relationship with God and more into fitness than I was a year ago. There is truly something to be said about 2012. Thus far, I am not sure of my goals of 2013 but I am still in a "honeymoon" glow from the fact that I did NINE races. Each one was individually different and special. A poster will be created for my nine bibs and a slot for my "first" piece of bling as one may or may not be made for my husband's two bibs and will include my first ever race- The Shamrock Shuffle 2011.
Full running circle


























