Meg's Miles

For those in the running community, you'd have to be living under a rock if you hadn't heard about Meg Cross Menzies.  She was tragically killed by a drunk driver while out on her morning run on Monday, January 13. Through Facebook and other blogger's pages I came upon #megsmiles. 

The Event was organized to have runners and non-runners get out on Saturday and dedicate the distance covered to Meg.  To run for Meg.  She was no longer with us on this earth, but we, as the running community could run for her. 

I joined the event when I heard about it on Tuesday and knew that I would get out there and run for Meg on Saturday. 

I got up early on Saturday morning, laced up my running shoes and layered up since it was 30 degrees outside.  Then life happened, the kids woke up early and the hubs slept late.  They needed to be fed and chores needed to be started.  So I ended up wasting half my morning just waiting around the house.  I became discouraged and thought about just shelving the run until Sunday, but then I remembered Meg and knew I had to get those miles in today, no matter what. 

So finally at noon I headed out the door for my run.  I didn't really have a plan.  Didn't know how far or how long I would run, I would just let my legs be the judge. 

I started out too fast, as I always do, but then by mile 2 I settled into a nice easy pace.  I felt great.  I let my mind go free.  I kept thinking about Meg.  This woman that I didn't know, but felt connected to because we are runners, moms, wives.   I wondered what kind of woman she was.  She seemed dedicated to her passion.  I guessed she was a good mom and wife.  Loved her family and her sport.  It's hard sometimes to find balance between all the chaos that those 2 things can cause.   It made be think to my own family.  That sometimes I don't live enough in the moment.  I'm too busy trying to plan for the future whether it be for tomorrow or 5 years from now.  That before we know it, the day, the moment is gone.  Life is short.  We never know when our time here on earth is done so we should make the most of the life we've been given.  Cherish our time with our loved ones. 

My runs here lately have been a struggle.  I fight myself to get in 4 miles, but Saturday I actually enjoyed running for the first time in a while.  My legs felt great.  I never really got tired.  I started to have some stomach issues that we won't discuss around mile 6 so I ended things early.  I really think I could have kept going and who know how many miles I could have covered for Meg. 

7.43 miles for Meg

So Saturday and Sunday I tried to soak as much time with my kiddos as I could. 
We made pancakes for dinner.  Who doesn't love some good carbs after a long run.  I might have put chocolate chips in there too.  Yummy! 

Sunday I took my 2 little nut jobs out to the movies to see The Nut Job.  It was a cute movie.  The girls really seemed to enjoy it.  Would I watch it again?  No.