Last Christmas Eve, terrified of having signed up for the ING Georgia Half, I laced up and stepped utside my home. I walked/jogged 3 miles and came back in tears. I hated every minute of it, and I hated myself for doing that to myself.
I kept at it though, initially to prove a point to Hubby. And here I am a year later, with 3 half-marathons + a sprint triathlon, still slow but steady; celebrating my my anniversary with a 10 mile run of excitement 🙂