May and June got past me without so much as a "hello" and "goodbye". Now all of a sudden I have my first summer race. I was extremely disappointed to be shut out of the Spring Lake 5 in May but those things happen. The Belmar 5 is tomorrow - a circuitous 5 mile route including 2 miles of beachfront.
I'm hoping the weather stays wet instead of reverting back to the hazy hot and humid disaster that was today. Tomorrow the weather will dictate whether I will be sliding into that 5th mile easily or with stones in my sneakers. But once again, the only one I will ever compete with is myself. Stepping across the finish line and not falling face first in the gutter is a sure sign of victory for me.
It's amazing how, as long as you keep moving, things start to fall into place and suddenly you are not the same person you were 18 months ago. A regular on the boardwalk was riding her bike with the former mayor of our town and as we passed she said to him, "You see that girl. She is half the size she was a year ago." Funny stories like that pop up all the time. People don't recognize me. Now the plan is to enjoy what I have achieved and have fun maintaining it. Examples: more road races, more pilates classes where my instructor makes me laugh while I suck in my tummy - the true test of concentration and discipline.
As for music tomorrow, I am relying on my little pink shuffle to get me through the 50 some odd minutes with random tunes....and the beat goes on....
Just as a matter of record the numbers are 90 lbs and 7 pant sizes. And this coming from one of the most lazy women you are ever likely to meet who would never have thought she could make it this far. To quote "Fried Green Tomatoes", "Don't say 'never' to me."
