Hi, everyone. I'm Erica, and I am going Goofy in '08.
I was always very active and fit when I was younger. I was a serious ballet dancer, played varsity volleyball and basketball in high school, continued to dance and play volleyball throughout college....
and then law school hit. I went from being physically active to being a lump sitting in the library studying, eating my meals out of vending machines, and it was not pretty. I gained a lot of weight fast, but I figured I'd lose it once I got out of school and started working and had time. Hahahahahaha.
I managed to slim down over the summer after I graduated, long enough to look good in my wedding pictures. And then I started living the life of a young lawyer in a big manhattan law firm. 60+ hour work weeks at best, eating choinese food on the clients' dimes in conference rooms at 10 p.m. while working all night on a brief due the next day, and so on. I put on all the weight I'd lost and then some. I had a gym membership, but I think of my diues as more of a charitable donation to New York Sports Club, since I probably used it 6 times a year (usually right after New Years)
Then came kid one and kid two...and more weight. I love the weight watchers commercials with Jenny McCarthy saying she was hoping for a 60-pound baby, cause that was me.
My husband, in the meantime, started running. He did the NYC marathon, and I stood and cheered. He did the Long Island marathon, and I stood and cheered. he did the Disney marathon and I . . . came to my senses. Disney is *my* thing, and I was sick of standing and cheering. So a few years ago, I signed up for the WDW half and finished. It wasn't pretty, but I finished.
Unfortunately, the next year, shortly before I was about to leave the Polynesian to run the full for the first time, my cell phone rang. My father had had a massive heart attack. We packed up and left immediately.
I ran (well, walked mostly) the
disneyland half in september, because I needed some bling with 2006 on it.... and I had to have a castle of my own!
My father has now been in failing health for 14 months. We went down for marathon weekend this past year, but between my job, my parents health issues (oh, did I mention my mother managed to fall down and break her femur just before christmas and was laif up for 6 weeks?), and my graduate studies (I am now back in school full time getting my Ph.D. in psychology because I have nothing better to do), I had not run since Anaheim at all. I had signed up for the full, but it was too hot and I was too unprepared, so I turned it into my own version of the half -- I ran to the Polynesian and turned back (we were staying at the Grand Floridian). I then proceeded to kick myself the rest of the trip for not going the distance. In fact, the only thing that made me feel better were the green wish shirts I saw everywhere telling me dnf was better than dns, because when I saw the fog that morning, I nearly went back to bed....
So I decided enough with the excuses and the "some day...". A few friends of mine felt insprired by my running and have signed up for their first half marathons. I did not want to sign up for the half -- I felt like it would be a step back. So I signed up for the Goofy -- I will take it nice and easy on saturday with my friends, and then go all out on sunday. Of course, this means I need to buckle down and train -- I can gut it out and fake my way through 13.1 miles, but not 39.3.
So here I am, looking to you guys to keep me focussed and honest. I have a couple of halfs coming up tin the spring, and will try to do one full before the Goofy, because it seems like bad news to do your first full after a half, but one way or another, that Goofy medal will be mine. and then I will strut (limp?) around the park flashing it for all to see.
so that is my very long-winded tale. Sorry you asked now?
Erica