There were seven brides for seven brothers, so why not 13 miles for 13 pounds? I would have thought after losing 37 pounds last year that gaining back 13 wouldn't feel like any big deal. But, suprisingly, I feel like I've put every stinking pound back on. We finished our Nauvoo to Salt Lake walk last month, a workout goal that worked really well in terms of long-term motivation. Since we finished, though, we've slacked off mostly because we don't have a goal to work toward now. Hence the 13 pounds that are making my new suits feel a size too small and my face like a marshmallow.

So, I've decided to work toward finishing the Kansas City Half Marathon on October 20 [notice I said finish, not run the entire thing]. I figure it's far enough out that it gives me something long-term to work toward and that will be challenging enough that it will take me about that long to get ready for it. Plus, in the meantime I'm going to do at least two 5k's. There's one on Memorial Day that also has a kids fun run after the 5k, so Eli and Nathan have already said they want to "train" for it. Then I'll see if I can find one around Labor Day/my birthday so I can get another race in before the big one.

So there it is - that's my goal for this year. Jenny said she may even do it too.