A Good Hurt

Well after finally finding my way back to the blogging world I have decided to update the whopping two of you on how my training is going. After running on Friday (10/13) and then running a 5K with my father on Saturday (10/14) and then walking in heels all weekend I could say my legs were pretty sore. Being the self-motivated person that I am I decided to go running on monday(10/16) as well. Bad idea. It was raining, like really raining with rain drops and everything so I pushed it. Let's just say that on tuesday I couldn't move. I walked up the stairs bow-legged, I dropped down the last two inches before I sat on anything making a loud noise while I did so, and finally I started the PE portion of wellness this week. Now it may sound as if I am complaining and partly I am but I would just like to say that it was a good hurt. I knew that I was pushing it and I think about what awful shape we were in two years ago and it is a little laughable. We are running (RUNNING!) a 6K on Thanksgiving! Uhhh I am so excited and I can't wait for the good hurt we can feel afterwards and all the extra pie we get to eat! YAY! Oh and Mom has begun to tell me training tips and it really bothers me. Is that just because I am an emotional teenager or do I have reason to not want to hear what mom tells me about running?