Friday, July 8, 2011
I'm no natural runner
I am convinced that there is a running gene, and this gene has absolutely dodged me. I hate running! Running hates me! (as long as the feeling is mutual right!) To convince my body that it does indeed like running I have decided to run a marathon...not the smartest thing I have ever thought of doing! To train for a marathon you need to run on average 500 miles! WHAT?!? That is JUST to train for it...isn't running 26.2 miles enough!? I have paid for the marathon already so I guess I must truck along. I don't really think what I do can be called running...more of a wounded animal trying to escape it's untimely death walk/run. I am working on changing my mind about running and I try to enjoy each training run I go on. It is starting to work, I'm sickly looking forward to the 7 mile "long run" I have this Sunday. To further punish myself I have committed to run the 2011 Vegas RAGNAR, which seems a lot more do-able for this wounded animal. I am in fact currently wounded, I have a strange mass that has decided to take up residence on my shin. I am not ignoring it though, I am a good girl seeking therapy for the new alien in my body. Hopefully it will be resolved soon and I will continue to smile through the training runs instead of wincing in pain. St. George here I come!!