Ok, so back into a routine....
I am so easily thrown off by one weekend of distraction, but what a great weekend it was!
I should have gotten back on food schedule yesterday but I didn't. Oddly enough I woke up this morning ready to stick with it and I'm totally in the groove.
I am really getting good at listening to my body. Weird.
Walked at lunch yesterday and planning on it again today. Then mowing the neighbor's lawn after work with the pushmower. That will help.
The ol' legs are feeling better day by day. Schedule says that I should be back to running 2-3 miles by Sunday. Based on how I feel today that should be just about right.
Good thing, cause I have a 5K on May 20th!
Work is a little crazy today... I am posting the email that my darling husband sent out as a 'reply to all' to my race report that I sent out yesterday.... I can't help it, he is so wonderful....
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Good afternoon all, I just wanted you all to know how proud of Rebekah, I am. What she left out, which I can not blame her, because nobody likes to toot there own horn. I've never seen someone work so hard. She would get up every morning at 4:00 am. Since we had a mild winter, it made it a little easier, but I never heard her complain about running in the cold, snow and rain. Some days when she would walk into the kitchen after a cold rainy run, soaked clear through. I would think "she was nuts". But then, I remembered when I was at OSU wrestling, the crazy things I would do. And I would just look at her and smile. Also, the first marathon kind of or did trashed her knee's. She would run with the pain and never complain. This last week I could tell they hurt. We went to get a pair of shoes for me, at the mall. We where walking in and I noticed she was limping pretty good. I asked " Why, are you limping ? " She replied " Because I want to !". The day before the race her knees hurt pretty bad, She was very nervous. So was I , but I could not let her know. She prayed, for knee's to be good for the race, and so did I. She said, they never hurt the whole race.
When I was at mile 20, waiting for Rebekah to come by, I saw so many runners dragging. With all the training, hard work and sacrifices Rebekah had done I started to worry. But then, I saw her, she was running strong, wearing a confident look. At that point I knew she would finish and finish strong. I stepped out into the street and yelled her name. She ripped off her pull- over and threw it at me, and complained that she was 3 min behind pace. I told her not worry about she would make it back up, and gave her a slap on the a$$. And by the way, I asked her brother Thurman to take a couple pictures as she came down by us. But, The only picture he got was me slapping Rebekah on the a$$. But knowing Thurman, this is not a surprise.
For me, The best thing of all was, watching Rebekah coming down to the Finish line and see her picking up the pace to a strong finish. It took everything I had to hold back the tears. Thank you all, for supporting her. Matt

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I owe everything to this man.... you have no idea.
He brought me back from neglect, fear and betrayal. He is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Sorry for such a long blog today! Hope you hung in there for the best part!

HUGS TO ALL!! ~Rebekah

**536 miles ran since 1-8-2006!!***
**Completed 1/2 marathon 4/1 & whole marathon 5/7**