Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Seven Mile Girl

I know, I know. It's been a while since you've heard from me. We wrapped up the Towpath Marathon in October and then fell off the face of the blogosphere. Well, I've gotten your texts, tweets, emails, smoke signals just begging me to post something, anything! So here you go, a post and a big announcement and the reason we've been so agonizingly absent:

We found out suddenly (quite suddenly in fact) that we were going to be parents... Again! On December 1st we drove home from the hospital with a healthy, beautiful, 8lb baby boy named Liam. In case you've lost count, that's six kids age 7 and under.

One evening, while we were anticipating Liam's arrival, I said to Nate, "Are you sure we can do this?! Are you sure we can manage SIX kids?!" He looked at me and said, deadpan, "Of course we can. We can do anything." And those 8 little words reminded me of someone. Someone I have come to call The Seven Mile Girl.

If you're wondering who that could possibly be, I'll go ahead and tell you that it's me. I am the 7 mile girl. Why? Because 7 miles was all it took. I so clearly remember the day that I first ran 7 miles straight without stopping. I remember how the sunlight slanted through the trees. I remember that the trail was unusually crowded. I remember thinking to myself. I can do it. I can run a marathon. That thought hadn't crossed my mind before that moment, and after that moment it was all I could think about. I can run a marathon.

Run a MARATHON?!?! I'll admit, this was not a logical thought. I hadn't ever run a race of any kind! Not even a 5K! Seven miles was the furthest I had ever run, and I had only done it once! This was not the point in a person's life when they come to the "marathon" conclusion. You're "supposed" to think about running a full marathon after you've got a couple half marathons under your belt. I never did do a half (at least not before I ran a full). I entered two 10Ks and ran an 8 mile leg of a relay. That was my total race experience before I towed the line to run 26.2 for the first time. Now, just in case you're a non-runner or a newbie runner, this thought process is totally ridiculous! And it started with 7 miles on that sunny, crowded day. I thought it, and I said it, and several months later, I did it.

For the record, I do not recommend this, but somehow, as nonsensical as it is, it's who I am. She's at the root of what I do on and off the trail, she's how I manage to parent so many children, she wavers from time to time but ultimately looks at her life and says, "Of course I can, I can do anything." She's the Seven Mile Girl.

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