My Mom's Going to Kick my Ass for This.

Here we go again. As cliche as it sounds this year went by quickly. Damn.

It's already January 3, which means I need to decide what my resolution will be for the new year. Last year it was pretty lame, to do a race a month. Even my mother could have kept that resolution. Now, the only reason I use my mother as comparison is because A) She isn't a runner, but does do Jazzercise like 30 times a week so she's in shape, B) She's more than 70 years old (she may kill me for saying that, but she looks better than most 60 year old women I know and some 50 year old women, so I like to boast), and C) She hates running and wouldn't run if being chased by a momma grizzly bear. With that said I need to up the ante for 2012.

That's me and my mom. Photo by the lovely and talented Ali Walker of Aliwalker.com.

Now the idea of upping the ante during the last year of classes and beginning my prelims for my dissertation is probably upping the insanity more than anything, but a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do. I am positive I will be sorry for this later simply for the purposes of lack of time and dwindling sanity. 

For our New Year's Eve tradition or running First Run this year I felt terrible. I had been sick for all of Christmas vacation (two weeks), and had run a grand total of once during vacation yet I PR'd. Really? PR? I think I owe it to Amy D. who I ran with. I figure she paced me even after she took a header about mile 1.5, but like a champion she got up and continued skinned knees, elbows, hands, and all, so thanks Amy. But that sets the bar higher. My resolution this year is to PR the 5K, 10K, and half marathon. 

Tricia and I make a handsome pair on New Years, don't you think?

I have a few races already on the schedule, and they are as follows:
March: Shamrock Run (free beer and chowder on a Sunday morning, uh yeah)
May: Bloomsday and the Inaugural Portland Rock 'n Roll Half Marathon
June: Vancouver USA half marathon 


I had better get my rear in gear, shit can the excuses, and tighten up the laces. Cheers to 2012.