Somebody Call 911

A few weeks ago, I had a meeting with my runner girls (and guys) to discuss Ragnar - Wasatch Back.

We had so much fun with the Great River Relay that we decided to do a new Ragnar relay. A destination Ragnar. Utah, baby.

Up to this point, I hadn't been running.

(Yes, I took five month off from running)

(No, the Couch to 5k didn't stick)

So we were talking about the relay, talking about which legs we wanted to run, and working out details. And it all made me incredibly happy.

As I was driving home, I felt myself glowing. I was SO EXCITED to run. I just had a feeling that I was going to be FAST this year. The Fire? It was back. Frickin' Finally.

So I went out for a run. My goal: Run three miles without stopping.

Funny how goals can go from "run three marathons in three weeks" to "run three miles" in such a short time frame. :)

So I went out there, ready to be FAST.

(Fire burning, fire burning on the dance floor running path!)

I ran 3 miles without stopping...at 11:19 pace.

HELLO, reality! Am I SMOKIN' FAST? Not even close.

Speed will come later.