So yesterday I had to run. I literally had to, had to, had to run. If I didn't run there was the possibility that I might never get started. It was the last thing I wanted to do. BUT at 9pm I went and ran 3miles. It was not fast, it was not beautiful but let me tell you it felt good afterwards.
Why had I waited so long to get back into running?!? Sure it hurt and was embarrassing how slow I was going but then I started thinking about it in a different way. Why should I be embarrassed that my face is the color of a tomato? Why should I worry that someone is judging my pace? All it comes down to is that today (yesterday) I ran. And despite how slow I went, it was faster than I ran the day before...which since I didn't run would be...infinity? Talk about slow!
When are you and dad registering? Greg has been running as well. He's excited for the 1/2 never having run one himself. It should be a great weekend!
Let's register sooner than later. That way we won't back out!
ReplyDeleteGood reminder as I contemplate not going to Boot Camp. Being last there is better then being first to the grave!
ReplyDeleteDLF>DNF>DNS; in other words Dead Last Finish is better than Did Not Finish is better than Did Not Start.
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