Running, Running, Running and Weekly Dinners

10 weeks ago I was not a runner. At all. There are many long standing jokes in my family and most have to do with me being a prized "eater," not a runner. The only thing that I have ever run after is a good piece of pie. Not a joke.


Me and my friend Emily, feeling sporty.



Had someone told me that I would complete a 5k in less than 10 weeks (yes running the whole time) I would have chuckled. More than chuckled, I would have bet them a pie they were plain crazy.



That was before 2 things happened:


1. Began tipping the scales into the "holy crap" zone.



2. Had a casual discussion with a neighbor who "became a runner" this year. This was a shocking revelation...I didn't know you could "become a runner." I thought you had to be born a runner.


Again, I was born an "eater" not a runner.






Today, I ran and completed my first 5k and boy do I have the running bug now. You might remember that my husband was supposed to run this with me, but that didn't happen. 3 weeks into the training and POP! Now he needs two new knees. It's tough being old.


The family came to cheer me on and that was fantastic.

The family, before the race.

The Cowtown herd.

Emily and her baby Reese. Her husband ran pushing their two young daughters in the jogging stroller.

For more about my journey into running and how you can do it too, click here.

Weekly Dinners

Sunday- Grilled Chicken, baked potatoes and Brussels sprouts

Monday- Beef Stroganoff with Portabella mushrooms

Tuesday- Cream of Broccoli Soup and green salad

Wednesday- Pulled BBQ Beef Sandwiches w/ kale slaw

Thursday- Black Bean Chili w/ homemade tortillas