Friday, July 2, 2010
But I Would Run 100 Miles
(Anyone else remember that horrible song? I hope it's stuck in your head now, too...)
I am totally remiss for not having posted a report from the FORCE conference (at which, yes, I stood around half-naked and allowed women to ogle and prod the new rack). But this week has been beyond busy, and we leave tomorrow morning for a few days in Cape Cod (Happy Birthday America! Let's go sailing!), so I wanted to post this quick update. Last month, I announced an ambitious fitness goal (in part inspired by my new relationship to the capacity of my body) and challenged myself to run 100 miles during the month of June. Well readers, I know you've been biting your cuticles with anticipation, but here are the results. Drum roll please.... I did it! In fact, I kicked that goal's ass. My final total: 123.26 miles. Go me.
And speaking of running, at the FORCE conference I met the lovely Liza (and her very talented sister Grace) who's been blogging about running a half marathon before her mastectomy this fall. She's now training for a 10K, and at some point this summer, I'm going to run a race with my husband in solidarity with Liza. Health, fitness, and empowerment are so important to women in our situations, and I'm proof you can have an active lifestyle after surgery. (And Liza's proof you can have one before, too!)
So, in short: set goals, achieve them, and then go back out and run some more. It's what all the cool girls are doing these days.