"super woman runner" {wink wink}...

{she looks just like janet jackson...}

for those of you that know me, i am not really a

"runner"

maybe it's because,

running after my kids {about 5 houses down} makes me winded...

or maybe it's because,

when i do try to "run",

the feeling of throwing up, and being stabbed in my side,

are sooo overwhelming

that i have to stop about 3 minutes into it...

or maybe it's because,

my friends are so shocked at my beet red face,

that they actually, really think i have a horrible sunburn...

{gasps and all ;}

or maybe it's because,

my brother-in-law,

actually laughs out loud when he sees me run,

and pleads with me to tell him my rout so he can take pictures.

{to get a good laugh later}

ya ya ya.

i am not athletic,

coordinated,

or

graceful.

with that said.

i went running for the "real" first time,

last week.

yes i had the stabbing cramp,

yes i felt like throwing up,

{but tried sooo hard not to in front of my cute, marathon running friend,

who hadn't even broke a sweat yet, and kept asking me in her calm, un tired,

voice, "are you doing ok?"}

and when i finally finished!

{just short of a mile...}

i wanted to DIE!

{annnnd my neighbor gasped and asked "oh my gosh sweetie, did you get burned??!!"}

nope.

just lisa.

the out of shape weak sac, with the beet red face!

and the next day,

i felt like and 80 year old woman...

{the whole day...and the next day...}

BUT

yesterday
i went again.

we started running...

{bypassing my "frisbee golf" playing neighbor's, who would have gotten a kick out of seeing

my uncoordinated, red faced self trying to run...}

and we ran

and ran

{no stabbing cramps}

and ran!

and i ran 2 miles!!

{i know...you were expecting me to say like, "5" or something...}

and today i only felt like a 50 year old woman...

not bad.

soon i will be a

"super woman running fool"

well...

maybe.

xoxo

*buffalo gal*