Saturday, September 11, 2010

Hate Running, So Did I


So all my life I was told I should be a runner, that it was in my blood. I refused, I hated everything about running. All the kids on the school track team were amazing, went to state every year I can remember, winning most times too. How convenient that my dad was also a damn track star in high school. He ran the 2 mile in something like 9 min and 42 seconds. I don't know about anyone else but that's about the time it takes me to run a mile.

My parents were so convinced that it was in my blood that when I was 15 and they caught me driving without my license, rather then get me in real trouble, they made me join track. It was the most grueling high school semester of my life. I cussed them everyday, I think my track coach did too. I was the worst one one the team by far. But she refused to cut me because my parents informed her of the situation at hand. Do you know how hard a track team practices, one that goes to state every year. FML. Fridays were our easy days and do you know what we did on Fridays, ran 5 miles. Ha, easy, my ass.

My god I think I found it. Found what? My running mojo.

So why now that I am 28 years old did I ever decide to start running, because I want to? Yeah sort of, a friend of mine asked me to do the Triple Crown with her, I laughed and walked off. But before I knew it I was really considering it. So I went to my gym and got on the treadmill. It was a painful start, 1 mile almost killed me. I think it was like a 12 min mile too, I may as well have been walking. But I kept at it and I ran the Triple Crown ( a 5k, a 10k, then a 10 mile run). Funny thing about it, my friend who asked me never ended up running it with me. Oh well, her loss.

Now I have got a new mindset. Set up some goals for myself. I want to develop my own plan. It is very important to keep it from feeling like a chore. When it feels like work, that's when we all shut down. I want to compete in the iron man competition by the time I'm thirty. That gives me two years to get myself into shape. I'm gonna need it. Two miles at almost a jogging pace about killed me yesterday. Yeah, just like I thought, my body hates me today. Who would have thought running two miles would have made my legs sore. That has never happened. I really let myself slip this summer. Damn. Oh well, all you can do is push through it. I'll be back to 6 miles in no time. Hahaha, oh it sounds so nice. This also coming from a girl who hates to run. That's right, to my very core.

I mean, used to hate to run. I find a peace and solitude in it now. Maybe where as once I had to do it and now I choose to, I don't know. I just really find myself enjoying it. I like the time it gives me to just think, think about my day, my week, and my life. There is no one around to bother me. Just me, my shoes, and the pavement. Fall is approaching, my favorite time to be out running. Anyone can do it too, no matter how old. If you don't think you can then start out slow. And if this means you run ten steps and walk ten steps, then go for it. It doesn't matter how far you are running at a time, as long as your running. You'll be up to a mile in no time.

Please You Tube: CAN The Strongest Dad In The World

My inspiration for my goal to do the iron man. This video made me cry. Yeah CRY!