Usually, I run an event with a friend. Doing so helps motivate me, keep me accountable and makes the race just a little more fun. But, this February, I'm running the Enchanted 10K for me. It doesn't matter how fast I go or how many pictures I take, what matters is that my body, which has been through so much over the last three years, from fertility treatments to miscarriages, from pregnancy to childbirth and now from postnatal to well, just me, is going to move one foot in front of the other for 6.2 straight miles in the happiest place on earth. I'll share the rest of the weekend with family, and most importantly, with my incredible son, Drew. But those few hours when I'm on the course through the happiest place on earth will be mine to let my body work on my own terms. Taking this time on the course and to prepare is an exercise in balance, which as any new mama knows, is not easy. But it's important. No, it's sacred. When I write This Race is For Me, I mean so much more than just that early morning in February. I mean committing to the race and to the trip. That's for me. Carving out time to train, that's for me. The pride and sense of accomplishment I feel after every run during a time when there are days when I've barely slept and definitely haven't showered, that's for me. Finding a way to balance the needs of my beautiful son, running a business, and maintaining a healthy marriage with taking the time for myself is a gift and I'm so grateful to this race for giving me a reason to do it.