My kid sister and me. Two bad motherrunners!!

No pain no gain?? At this point I hope that's true because I'm sore sore sore!
That 2.5 hour road run that I did this past Tuesday has left me with aching calves, quads and butt. I am NEVER this sore after a trail run of the same distance. Just another sign that my body responds better on trails, even though the route is much more difficult.
The good thing is that the Around the Bay is soon and in order to not torture myself
on race day, I needed to get my legs conditioned to the road running.

Yesterday my sister rubbed my feet! My sister is the best sister in the world.
She is 4 years younger than me and at this point in our lives we are are super close!
Only thing is; she lives 1.5 hr drive away and we don't see each other as much as we'd like.
She was visiting me for a couple of days with 3 of her 4 kids (2 are stepkids) and we had a blast! Hiking and feeding the birds at our local Royal Botanical Gardens as well as playing outside at my house, eating green pancakes for St. Patrick's Day and loads of cuddles!

My sister runs as well..she enjoys the half marathon distance and I wish we could run together. She is the person who got me running again after my 10 year hiatus. She wanted to
run a certain 5 km race and asked me if I'd do it too...one of the best memories of my life is running that race with her and singing at the top of our lungs as we ran together then high five our kids before we crossed the finish line!
I do recall trying to train for that race as feeling like
I would pass out when I walked/ran 4 km my first day out. I remember being so proud that I did it an amazed that I could.
Before we had our children, so many many many moons ago, we ran so many races and runs together. The difference was that when we ran a race we would run our own individual pace and NOW i'd never think of leaving her side. It's the joy of crossing the finish line together that is the joy. Singing and laughing while we run and high fivin' the kids before we cross the finish line. Race time means diddly-squat now. We don't care. We enjoy the moments, the look on the kids' faces when they see us coming and most of all, the new memories we are making. We are planning to do a 5 km in June together.

Amongst our busy lives, work, kids, house cleaning, laundry, paying bills etc. we run.(I never put housework before running ;p)
Anytime the feet hit the roads/trails is an accomplishment! We got out the door. If it's 2 km or 20, it took a ton of work to get out the door! I am proud of my sister! Even if she never ran a step. I'm super grateful for the foot rub too :)!!
Hoping her feet feel better today too!