Half Marathon

So, as we speak, I am sitting in Moab.  I am here with a good friend watching her run the Canyonlands Half Marathon.  I've been very intrigued with all the different people here for this race.  When I think of a runner, I think of someone who is very fit and very skinny.  I have been proven wrong.  There are all age, types, sizes and shapes of people running today.  

This makes me wonder.  Could I ever run a half marathon?  My first thought is "HELL NO".

Last night we drove the course.  It was breathtaking.  Such beautiful scenery.  It came down the canyon and followed the Colorado River.  As I started driving down the course, I thought to myself "ok, maybe I could do this".  I looked at my odometer, I had driven 2 miles.  I still had 11 MORE miles to go.  We kept driving, and driving, and driving.....and driving.  13 miles is a LONG time.  I know I could bike 13 miles, but run??  It just doesn't sound all that fun to run for more then 2 hours.  Makes me tired just thinking about it.  But as I sit and watch these 5000 people do this race, it sparks something in me.  Maybe I'm just feeling left out because I'm a "spectator", maybe my competitiveness is kicking in, maybe I want to do something in my life that I never ever thought I could do.  Maybe, just maybe I COULD actually do it!

Then I bring my head out of the clouds and come back down to reality.  Could I run a 10K? That MIGHT be possible.  That sounds a lot more realistic then 13.1 miles.  You have to start small right?  I never thought I could be a runner, but maybe it's possible.  Maybe it's all mental. Maybe someday.