I'm not telling anyone I'm doing this. Should I ever reach my goal...I'll give them the address and let them read my journey. However, with this being the umpteenth time I have began training for a 5k (all unsuccessfully)...I figure I'll steer clear of disclosing my intentions to anyone and everyone who will listen. They've heard it all before.
Why blog about trying to run a frickin' 5k? Mostly because I love to write...in that I like to put my thoughts down on paper. However, I'm not much of a fan of journaling because actually handwriting anything (especially all of my thoughts) takes entirely too long. So, I'll blog my journey...because I'm too lazy to write it all.
For about seven years I have had a goal of someday running a 5k. No one really understands what a big deal that would be for me. Since I was diagnosed with "heart problems" in 8th grade, I've literally been afraid to push myself. I didn't run the 1 mile in high school PE class...because I was too scared that it would kill me. I've always used my heart as an excuse to take the easy way out and be lazy. I'm done with that. Exercise is the best thing I can do for this vital organ and I'm sick of being a quitter. My feet began pounding the pavement at 6 a.m. on August 25, 2008. I don't care how long it takes me to get there. All I want to do is run for 30 minutes (at a 10 minute/mile pace) and successfully finish a 5k. Let's see where I end up.
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