Welcome to our blog. A couple of years ago, my sister (Amy) and I (Anna) toyed around with the idea of starting a blog to talk about some of our favorite things – running at Disney and eating at Disney and of our other adventures at Disney and beyond. Better late than never, right? 😉

Anna’s story.

I have not always been a runner. When I was in the ninth grade I was on the track and field team as a shot-putter and discus thrower, not as a runner. I worked out, weight trained, but I did not run unless I had to run. I always dreaded the mandatory mile in gym class. Before I started tenth grade, we moved to Florida. It was still summer vacation so I started running around the lake in my neighborhood – a habit that continued even after school started – to occupy my mind and stave off boredom. I was not fast, by any means, but I would plod along, listening to Metallica’s Black album on my cassette Walkman. Side A. Side B. Side A. Side B. Repeat. I did not realize it at the time, but I was running about 3 miles a day on most days. I guess at that point, I was a runner.

Sadly, however, my time in Florida ended with the move of my family to Tennessee around Thanksgiving of the same year. I managed to stay until the end of the semester, at Christmas break, before leaving my friends to join my family. We moved a lot when I was growing up, but this was by the far the most difficult move, and the hardest group of friends to leave behind. I spent the first few months in my new home moping around – sad, angry, miserable. Just as quick as I picked it up, I dropped running.

Until January 2012.