March 20, 2010 (doomsday) came and went, and it really wasn't as horrifying as I had planned. You know the saying, "hope for the best, but expect the worst"... I'm talking about the Canyonlands Half Marathon, in Moab, that Mike and I signed up to run. Mike signed us up while we were in Hawaii, and things always sound better while on vacation, especially in Hawaii where it's easy to get out of touch with reality. Reality was not lost for long, as I started to train for what I felt was going to be the most grueling 13 miles of my life. Needless to say, I trained, I conquered, and I am still alive, AND it wasn't the monster I made it out to be, for Mike, it was a walk in the park. Thanks Mike for being my running buddy!
Our mini getaway went perfectly, the weather couldn't have been better, the scenery never ceases to amaze, we got a descent camping spot, best camping gear, and much needed break from the daily grind. I am glad that I have the experience of a Half Marathon under my belt, and I am especially glad I got to do it with my husband who is so supportive;) We also got to do some really fun detective work on the trip, on a subject which is a new passion of Mike's. He's going to write about it, so stay tuned!
