I am not a runner.
I come from a family of non-runners. Historically, I have hating running. As per the traditional youth experience, I dreaded running the mile in gym class. I would run for 100 yards and then walk for 100 more. As a result, I never ran a full mile (without walking) until the summer after my sophomore year of college. Seriously.
But now, in the "prime" of my college-life years, I run. It would be overstating it if I said I enjoyed every second of running--I don't. I especially dislike the first mile of every run.
But at Joe Kelly, author of "53 runner's commandments" noted,
53. Running is always enjoyable. Sometimes, though, the joy doesn’t come until the end of the run.
Amen.
The purpose of this blog is to track my progress and keep myself accountable for training. (It might make me run a bit faster if I realize my 12-minute miles are going to be published for all the world to see.) I will pretend like people read it, but I don't expect anyone to really read except for me (and my dad).
P.S. Thanks to my effervescent roommate Dani for suggesting a running blog! LOVE. IT.
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Yes, your running-phobic dad will cheer you on your 12-minute miles. I may even contribute stories of my epic 12 days as a runner before the knees started hurting and I decided I'd rather walk for 75 years than run for two or three... Seriously, I'm jazzed (*waves jazz hands*) that you have found an exercise that works for you. Run, baby, run!
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