It’s been a while since I posted. I’ve been working a lot and then there’s vacation. The family and I went to Cozumel with friends for some relaxing and scuba diving. I’ll post pics on that when I get my hands on them. An anniversary came and passed unnoticed last month while I was on vacation. As I drove into work yesterday morning and the date hit me I realized I have been running regularly for 2 years now.
Only 2 weeks have passed in the last 108 weeks where I have not run at least 4 days for every 7. The majority of those weeks I have run 6 days. Only on the last few months have a cut back to 4 days.
When I began running there were no other goals than to do better and lose a few pounds. I had no intention of running a 5k much less a marathon. I have at this point run two 5k’s a Cross Country 5k and a half marathon. I also have a half marathon planned for October 31st and my first full marathon in March of 2012.
My question is why. Why am I doing this?
I haven’t really gotten faster. I haven’t really tried. I can face it, I've never been The Flash.
I’m not getting thinner. I’ve evened out at 15 pounds lost. There’s none of that muscle vs fat shit either I’m not building muscle anymore. Bite me.
Actual vacation picture
Is it the endorphins? I feel better about myself but never had “the runner’s high.” I’ve tried.
Boredom? Nah, I’ve got plenty of other recreations that require no sweat (or compression shorts) whatsoever.
Sense of accomplishment? Hmmm. This one may have legs.
Since I started running it was one small goal after another. First, run/ walk for half an hour a day. The goal was running more every week and walking less until no walking.
Then it was complete a 5k in under 30 min.
Then complete a half marathon in under 2:30.
Then a marathon before I’m 40.
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