Did I mention that I'm a runner?

Somewhere in the midst of the hectic life I call 'motherhood', I became re-acquainted with an old love of mine--running! Now, let me expand on what I considered running pre-motherhood. Running to me was never about the distance of miles run, just about the time I spent out there exercising (you know, the old calories in vs. calories burned scenario). I ran solely for the purpose of trying to manage the constantly moving roller-coaster ride known as my 'weight'. But, I discovered that as I began running more I actually enjoyed it. Imagine that?! I 'm not exactly sure what it is that I like so much about running. Maybe it's the feeling or the "runner's high" that I get after a really good, physically exhausting run or maybe its the feeling that I am pounding all the day's stresses and frustrations into the pavement and leaving them in the dirt. Either way, I think I've become addicted to that "runner's high". Not to mention, a few of my friends are runners too. Well, due to my renewed interest in the sport and the fact that some friends of mine are big fans too, I have actually joined a running club and have (gasp!) registered for the Houston Marathon in 2008. Yes, it is a little hard to believe that I will actually be running 26.2 miles (even typing the mileage makes my heart beat a little faster), but what's a girl to do? I'm in it for the long-haul and I'm going to cross the finish line (walking or crawling if I must). Here goes nothing...Woo-hoo!