26 September 2008

My Story.

I can probably go on for hours about "my story" but I will make it short.

I have never ran in any organized sports and I never thought I would ever consider myself a runner. A couple of years ago I would cycle a lot in order to try to get myself in shape. I was doing well, but cold weather hit and I got lazy when it came to the bike.

I figured one day that I would go for a run. My logic was that every thing I heard about running (from runners anyway) was that it was the best kind of exercise. I also figured that it would be easier in the cold weather since I am not moving at 20 mph.

As most people do, I started too hard and too fast on my first run. I clocked a half mile from my house in the car and figured there and back would be an easy mile to run. I ran as hard as I could and did not even make it to the half mile mark. I walked and turned around and walked some more before trying to run again. I think out of the entire mile I might have ran about a third of it.

My lungs burned the rest of the day and my legs hurt for days after. I gave up.

Since then I have tried to run off and on for a while. It was not until early this year that I finally fell in love with the sport. My brother mentioned that he was going to run in the Philadelphia Marathon. I thought he was crazy because in my mind running a marathon was something that only Kenyans and elite athletes do. I did not realize that the marathon has a spirit all it's own.

After research and a re-ignited interest in running I found the C25K program and started that. I was doing good for a couple of weeks, but again I started procrastinating and slowing and gave up for a couple of months.

I got back to it in the middle of August and have been running since, with only one short break due to a small injury. Through the course of it I have fallen in love with running and would rather do that than any other sport. I look forward to running longer distances and faster times, and I am excited about collecting bibs and finisher medals.

I am improving slowly, but surely and keep getting more and more motivated.


Reid said...

Welcome to blogging! It's great fun. And you've got a great story! I love hearing about how people come to love running. And that's what it's all about. Keep it up. I look forward to reading more about your accomplishments!

Modern Marvel said...

Hi! Glad you found me and I'm glad you are here, too! I'm sorta like you, figured nobody would care about my blog but I started it for myself. I'm always glad to have a lurker or two, so please don't be a stranger. I'll try hard not to bore you (hence, post more frequently) but I can't make any promises. LOL :) Glad you fell back in love...

Pat said...

Welcome to blogging. And more importantly, running. Patience is the name of the game. Give your joints and legiments time to catch your lungs and you'll love running.

I, too, love the tees, bibs and medals. Your story sounds like mine. You should read the early posts of running blogs and you'll see that we were all in your shoes (asics?) in the beginning.

Run with a smile,