Moment of Glory
There have been a few times in my 32 years that I have had shall we say a "moment of glory". The range from probably junior high through the birth of my son. Each one special in it's own right and those brief moments of glory have changed my life and made me the woman I am today in their each unique way. I had yet another "moment of glory" this past weekend that will forever change my life. I got an email from my friend Gina McMurtrey about 3 months ago. She said that she had seen on facebook how I was running and was I interested in running a half marathon with her in St Louis in October. Well unknown to her one of my dreams that for a very long time I thought was unattainable was to run a full marathon. But I had always been heavy (since I got married) and thought there is no way a fat girl like me can run 26.2 miles. When she asked me run half of a marathon, 13.1 miles, the thought once again popped into my head, I can't run that far, I barely can run ...