Tim and I went to the gym this afternoon when he got done with work. I'm SO excited that my husband is working out with me. And I am pretty sure he likes it! He says that it makes him feel alive. My response: "I told you so!" While we were on the bikes today, I broke the news to him that I wanted to run a marathon. I think I had made the decision in my head a few weeks ago. I've been putting the finishing touches on my training plan and working with my (wonderful) sister-in-law to make sure that it will adequately prepare me for the race. But I hadn't shared this idea with Tim, or with any of the people locally who I usually talk 'running' with. I expected Tim to be a little shocked; annoyed maybe that I would be spending more time running and less time at home. Instead, he said, 'I figured.' :-) I guess he knows me pretty well. Although he did laugh a little when I told him I wanted a tattoo after I finished the race. I haven't really thought much about the design, but maybe something that I can add to if I do additional marathons.
I had a great 7 mile run this morning. I can't wait for an 8-miler. Next week, my long run is another 7 mile.