What do you mean "blogging"?

Nearly 2 years ago my mom and I started running together. I was a Sophomore in college and running was becoming popular in the small town that I live in, so we decided to give it a try. I have never been the "sporty" kind of girl who liked to sweat. I have always been the "girly" dancer/cheerleader girl who, as my childhood dance teacher would say, was "afraid to break a sweat". Running was definitely something I never saw myself doing. After about a month of running, I fell in love with it. I fell in love with the athletic clothes, the running shoes, the running watch, and the way it made me feel. Running gives me a sense of clarity and is my form of therapy. After building a base run, I decided to run in a race for Child Abuse. This was my first official 5K race. The morning of, I got that nervous feeling in my stomach. I had never experienced an actual race before and I had no idea what to really expect. At the start line with the hundreds of people, I did feel a little intimidated. There were people there who were extremely fit and in shape. They all had these serious and determined looks on their faces. In the back of my mind, I was planning on finishing last. I turned my i-Pod on and began my first 5K journey. To my surprise, I didn't come in last (WHEW!). After the race, I was standing around, talking to some friends when I hear my name called for winning 2nd place in my age group. WOW! WHAT A SURPRISE! Here I am, the girl who was ecstatic that she didn't finish last, when all along I had actually finished 2nd out of over 30 people in my age group. From then on, I wanted to enter every race close to my hometown. That little piece of winning (and the medal that I got to show off, of course) gave me determination to begin my running journey. From there on, I raced in several 5K's and 10K's. In November of 2010 my mom and I decided to sign up for the Williams Route 66 Marathon in Tulsa, OK. 13.1 miles sounded like a very long way. We ran, finished, got our medals, and felt a sense of accomplishment. Not only does it feel good to run long distances and be able to say "Oh, I ran 7 miles this morning", but it also feels good to know that by running races, you are helping out various causes and the money you are paying to run is going to something good and worthwhile. As a senior in college, my life is always busy and sometimes I don't know whether I'm coming or going. A lot of the information and advice I get about running, I get from my mom who reads and knows a lot. A few weeks ago my mom sent me a few links to some running blogs that she found online. She has blogged for a few years now to promote her home decor store. She had mentioned me starting a running blog. I had been on her blog but never really understood the "blogging world". I am new to all of this blogging stuff but I do feel like it will help me with my running and hopefully by reading my blog, I can in turn help people with their running. Hopefully this blog is a success =)