My new addiction

Hello again.....Last weekend I had my very first 5 km race.WOW what and experience.The day prior I was feeling really nervous about my race,I wanted to finish in a good time.I wanted to prove to myself that all the training and hard work I have done has paid off and that I am better then I give myself credit for....I do have to thank all of my friends for supporting me and cheering me on(FB friends and all others,family).
On the way to the race I started crying and not sure why,I think I had many emotions......My tears and doubt stopped however once I saw a dear friend that I met in basic.He wiped away my tears and told me that I am awesome and that I can do it.So we started the race and as planned I started slow and once I got passed by a soldier running for the Soldier On program with a prostetic leg something just klicked and I picked up my pace.Once I got close to finish line and I saw the "Finish"I picked it up even more.I finished my first race ever in 36:45.Very good time considering I am still somewhat overweight and only started running in November of this past year.....I have signed myself up for another race in August,this one is going to be 10 km and I am also looking into going to the US for another race in October.It is called Run like a Diva and it is a : are you ready??? drum rolls please::: HALF MARATHON...
Lately with all the success I am having both physically and mentally I have been treating myself to some new additions in my closet.....I bought a sexy new haltertop RED dress and some sexy,lacy underwear to make me feel even better....So with this said I am liking where my life is leading me,my future looks bright and happy and I will share it with you all....


It's no longer sport, No longer just a game.


It has become a way of life.

...Every breath is a stride, Every heartbeat a string of silence.

...It is a compulsion from deep within.

It is a passion for glory.

To go through the torment.

To last through the waiting.

To gain that one moment, alone with myself.

And only the few, who chance to strive, can know the experience.

To hear nothing but breath.

To feel nothing but heartbeat.

To feel so much like hell, running so close to heaven.

This is the Runners' High.

This is the feeling I live for.

This is the goal I strive toward.

If my chance disappears, part of my life would end.