I have always wanted to be a runner. I'd run here or there but I was never consistent and would shortly give it up. But the thought of being a runner is always tucked into the back of my mind. Waiting.
For a few months, I've been been reading my friend Jenn's blog, http://runswithpugs.com/, as she chronicles her running journey. And as I read, I started to be inspired. To think, maybe I could do it too. And then I stopped thinking about it and then started doing. I dug out old, forgotten workout clothes, laced up my sneakers and got out there. And I love it. Sure, some days are hard. My face is tomato red and dripping with sweat, but the red, sweaty face tells me I've accomplished something. I've taken time for myself and set obtainable goals. 
Sometimes, I have a little company.
