So this first post of the new year is dedicated to my sister, Stacia. Which makes sense cause when I spoke with her on the phone tonight she said, “Well, you’re not blogging. I didn’t even know if this race was happening cause you haven’t written anything about it. How am I sure that we’re running?” Ah – the layer of guilt that insulates a good sisterly-bond.
She then kept talking in a self-labeled attempt to “give you more material to write about.” Ah – the support sisters show each other.
Tomorrow, she and Rob fly in for our 2nd annual Disney running weekend. We three are doing the half again like last year. But we’ll be joined by my husband, Steve, who is doing the Goofy – running the 1/2 on Saturday and the full on Sunday. (Yeah, don’t ask, I don’t know why either. Other than you get three medals and three t-shirts. And yes, it makes my stomach cramp a little and I worry but he just poo-poos it so I keep it to myself.)
Steve’s plan to survive Goofy is to run the 1/2 with me. Or as he put it when he hatched his plan: “I’ll walk with you.” Nice. And Stacia and Rob are just over the flu. So we’ll all be sticking together to do things nice and easy. Or as Steve has dubbed us: “Team Turtle”. (All I can say is, he’s lucky he’s cute.)
But even this ectotherm has goals. As Steve wandered the Orlando outlet stores last year in his post-marathon deluded state, he promised to buy me a Coach purse if I ran again this year and beat my time by 13.1 minutes. (Get it?) So I have to pace at 11:51 per mile to win the deal. Stacia intends for me to win – as evidenced by our conversation tonight:
“So, last year, we started out great – it was your foot injury that slowed us down. So I’m going to start you at an 11:45 pace and we’re going to keep it up. And I have a whole bunch of motivational speeches prepared…”
“You’re writing all these down to remember them?”
“Heck no. I’ll remember them – I’m a genius.”
She is actually very smart. As for genius….hm…
“And how do you feel about Minnie ears? Cause I’m thinking we’re going to run with Minnie ears.”
I love my sister. She cracks me up – ears and all. She rags on my attire and my worries. And yet she can out worry me any day of the week (yes, you can – so don’t go posting a comment that you don’t!). And she can outrun me any day of the week. But she is the most kindhearted, loving person out there. And if she ever gives up her day job – she can totally be a motivational speaker – or fitness trainer.
So Stacia – here’s the first of a few blog posts about Disney this year. Cause if I don’t blog about it – it won’t happen. Let the magic begin!