So, for approximately a month now my best friend, Rachel, has been trying to talk me into running with her. For some background information, I DON'T run. Not only do I not run, I hate running. I don't like being all sweaty and nasty and I don't like feeling like my lungs are collapsing inside my chest. I'm a pretty round girl and I should be running. I should be putting down the biscuit and running like my life depends on it. One day it may. But I don't. To me, it's not fun and it hurts really really bad. When I run EVERYTHING bounces, or jiggles, or rubs together so much I could start a camp fire. It's just not pretty and I hate it. Since I've been friends with Rachel she has been talking about running. This girl is mad crazy about it. She gets up at 5AM to go run?! What the crap! My clock doesn't even register time until 6:30am. And she talks about having a runners high. Says it's amazing. I usually just rolled my eyes and said good for you! One day she had the nerve to say to me, "You should run the Disney half marathon with me in February." hahaha! I looked around and asked, "You talking to me?" hahaha! Thanks, but no thanks. I don't run unless someone is chasing me. Then came her sob story about how much fun it would be to run this race with a buddy. Everyone else had a buddy when I ran it last year and it would be sooo much fun. Please think about it! (In attempt to make myself feel VERY wanted, I may have added a little more whining to that story than actually took place). I told her I would consider it. This weekend I made the decision I would make the first step towards making that decision. I would train three times a week for eight weeks. After that I would make a decision...Well, today was the day. Today could have been the first day of the rest of my running life :) I put Taylor down for her nap. Kissed Robbie bye and I was out the door. Rachel and I ran/walked 2.1 miles. It, honestly, wasn't as bad as I had imagined. Not one time did I feel like I was going to die. I'm still a far cry away from loving it and I've still got a long road ahead, but I'm taking it one day at a time. Could I, the one who never thought it imaginable, be the next participant in the Disney half??