The Asheville Half Marathon- Well, I did it.  It was the worst 13.1 miles I've ever run.  When the website said the course was "challenging",  I don't think I really registered what that actually meant.  Being a South Florida girl really hindered my ability to run up Lookout Point.  I was totally untrained for that race.  With that said, I finished it.  Let's leave it at that.  I finished it.  No, I will not mention my time but I was not dead last.  That was becoming a serious concern at mile 9.  I've always felt that running was a mental sport and that race only proved that point.  I feel finishing that race is a turning point in my running.  It's been derailed these past couple of years due to putting schedule before myself.  I hate when people say, "You run, I wish I had time to do that."  Really?  Disdain for those that make time for physical fitness.  Get over it.  We all could find time to run if we make it a priority.  Well, it's definitively a priority for me now.  With that said/typed, I'm off to run a few short miles.  Still healing the mammoth blister I formed running down hill on the end of my toe.  My toes didn't know what to make of the constant weight being pushed on to them in an effort not to filing myself down the hill head first.  Did I mention Asheville was hilly?