We made a scene...

So those of you who knew me a decade ago know that I was a pretty intense runner...I loved it, and ran all the time. If someone asked me my favorite thing to do it was RUN, RUN and again RUN! I didn't really have a whole lot else going on, except for my High School beau so of course I planned runs to run past the football team...ok I digress... In 1998 I had double knee surgery and that was the end of my carefree running as I knew it...but recently - after my foot surgery my doctor said - "Go ahead and beat the crap out of that foot - you're cleared to RUN!" It had been so long since I had heard those words that I got all giddy and freaked all wrapped into one - I can RUN!!!!

Sooo, I'M BACK! I'm going to avoid the obsessive running that drove my knees into the ground but I figure I already live with constant knee pain - I can't really make that a whole lot worse.

So yesterday I was at home for Easter - Praise God for his mercy, sacrifice and healing that we have Easter to celebrate!!!! And I decided to go for a run...I may have forgotten to mention that my family doesn't run. But we do like to spend time together. So my sister and dad jumped on their bikes. I ran and they biked. Here's how it went...

Lynds: Wow, you're going at a pretty good clip
Me: Yep...so what's new?
Lynds: (tells me the story of her day and life)
Me: Um, where's dad?
Lynds: He's back there...I have a mirror
Me: Ok
Lynds: Continues...

Somewhere around mile 1.5 I realize that Lyndsey is peddaling at a semi normal pace which doesn't make any sense and I can't figure out why I can't breathe...all I can answer is ugh, ok or a groan when she's talking to me. I take a glance down at my watch and realize I just ran my first mile in 7'12" - yep that's why I can't breathe...

Me: Dude, I need to slow down a clip
Lynds: (continues her story - which I greatly appreciate because I can't breathe and it's ditracting)
Me: I've ceased to communicate...

At this point my dad catches up, and I've slowed some...my sister is on my right my dad is on my left and we probably look like a freak show. We came up behind a family that is taking a walk 5 people wide, 1 by 1 they turned around to look at us...yep confirmed - we're making a scene!

By the time I got home, I thought I was either going to get sick or die...so the moral of the story is this...if you are a runner, get a running buddy...if you are a biker get a biking buddy. Bikers do not make good running pacers, but they do make it a whole lot more fun!

Dad once we returned: Thanks Cam it was an honor watching someone work so hard, I'm glad you're running again!

Me too dad, me too!

We may have looked pretty funny - but it sure was fun to go on a run/ride with my family! We missed you mom, thanks for making dinner!