So, here's the thing. My name is Kristin - I am a mom, wife, and runner. I go to work on the days where my name shows up on the schedule (this happens more that I'd like most of the time!). I eat too much Mexican food. I have a "too close to two" year old little monster. I am constantly struggling to juggle the demands of my life. My house is rarely clean and there is too much dog hair on the couch. So, in a moment of self loathing, I decided to torture myself and train for a marathon. A full marathon. Like - 26.2 miles to be exact.

I know what you're thinking. Well, actually, no I don't. But, if I were you, I'd be thinking, "So what?" The thing is, I've run six half marathons to date. I did my first one when I was about 14 weeks pregnant with Monster. On that day in 2010, I was just happy that I was able to be away from a toilet and didn't have to wear my sea sickness bands for about 3 hours so I could finish. I thought I was happy with the 13.1 distance and never needed to be "crazy."

Well, when you find yourself saying that you will "never" do something, God somehow makes it something that you end up doing. He has a sense of humor, you know.

So, when I was feeling the most unaccomplished and useless, I decided that I'd squeeze marathon training into my life. I also decided that I'd create this handy dandy blog. Its main purpose is to provide me with a type of training journal - so I can look back and remember what life was like before I broke my (insert name of bone, tendon, or ligament here).

If you'd like, you can tag along. Maybe I'll encourage you to make time for yourself, eat more Mexican food, or even join me for a run sometime.