The finish line is only the beginning

Once was not enough.

My first (and only) half marathon just whetted my appetite for more.  I am addicted and hooked.  Sure, I had problems along the way and sure, my body hurt like it's never hurt before, but I learned so much about myself.

I learned that running gives me an outlet, a release, from the everyday stresses I carry.  Running allows me to be free from my mind.  Running challenges me everywhere- my body, my mind, my spirit.  With the trials and tribulations I experienced during the training for my first half mary (that's slang for marathon!), I have grown in ways I didn't know were possible. 

I am much tougher than I thought.  I do have a competitive spirit.  I do have it in me to finish 13.1 miles while injured and limping.

I do have discipline and dedication.

In my everyday world, my main role is as *mommy*.  When I am running, I am *me*.

That finish line that I hobbled across in San Diego on June 6, with much more heart than finesse, that finish line was only the beginning for me.

I am running my next half marathon on November 14th, the San Antonio Rock n Roll Half Marathon.

I am doing the race with my BFF and fellow runner.

Training starts tomorrow.

Hi, my name is Lisa and I am a runner.

First race on Thanksgiving Day 2009 (5 miler), longest training run of 10 miles in May, half marathon race in June