So tomorrow I will do something that
a. I never thought I would do
b. I will probably hate myself for doing
c. I will not enjoy all but 1% of
d. Will likely be my demise.
I will complete the Kentucky Derby Mini-Marathon. 13.1 miles. I think that is how far it is from my house to work every day. Are you serious? Back on July 4th, with an additional amount of weight on my body, I finished a 6.2 mile race. I hated 6.1 miles of it. That last one-tenth of a mile was the greatest moment I had experienced in a long time. Crossing that finish line was an accomplishment that gave me enough adrenaline that I registered for, and completed, 5 more races in the past year.
The act of running terrifies me. I suck at breathing, though I have improved dramatically over the last year. I know how to relax my body and such, learned how to breathe more efficiently...however, I don't like running. It frustrates me cause I am slow. It frustrates me cause people who are older breeze by me like a race horse. What I love is, finishing.
I never knew I was an adrenaline junkie. However, my continued self-punishment is evident of this. However, my task ahead is daunting. 13.1 miles? wow. That's a really REALLY long way. My task is to finish. I don't even care how long it takes me. I want to cross the finish line before the race is over, and I want a finishers medal. I have something to prove to myself here. I want to prove to myself that I can do this. That I can do anything if I set my mind to it. That I'm stronger than I think. That whatever doesn't kill us makes us stronger. I want to prove to myself I could do something that, a year ago, I would have never dreamed about doing.
I've loaded my iPod up with running music. I've got my running pants packed, running shoes provided by John's Run/Walk, and socks especially for running. Let me not confuse anyone. I will not be setting any world records this weekend, I mean unless there is one for the slowest mini-marathon ever!) However, I will be setting a personal record that I never even thought I would have for myself. I can't wait to cross the finish line. I wish it would just come to me, because I know that the 13 miles that lead up to that one-tenth of a mile are going to be the worst 13 miles ever. But, for that 1/10th....for the chance to stride across the finish line and do something I never thought would be for me...to do something many people never do in their lives...it's worth it.
See you on the other side of the finish line.
aformerblonde.
a. I never thought I would do
b. I will probably hate myself for doing
c. I will not enjoy all but 1% of
d. Will likely be my demise.
I will complete the Kentucky Derby Mini-Marathon. 13.1 miles. I think that is how far it is from my house to work every day. Are you serious? Back on July 4th, with an additional amount of weight on my body, I finished a 6.2 mile race. I hated 6.1 miles of it. That last one-tenth of a mile was the greatest moment I had experienced in a long time. Crossing that finish line was an accomplishment that gave me enough adrenaline that I registered for, and completed, 5 more races in the past year.
The act of running terrifies me. I suck at breathing, though I have improved dramatically over the last year. I know how to relax my body and such, learned how to breathe more efficiently...however, I don't like running. It frustrates me cause I am slow. It frustrates me cause people who are older breeze by me like a race horse. What I love is, finishing.
I never knew I was an adrenaline junkie. However, my continued self-punishment is evident of this. However, my task ahead is daunting. 13.1 miles? wow. That's a really REALLY long way. My task is to finish. I don't even care how long it takes me. I want to cross the finish line before the race is over, and I want a finishers medal. I have something to prove to myself here. I want to prove to myself that I can do this. That I can do anything if I set my mind to it. That I'm stronger than I think. That whatever doesn't kill us makes us stronger. I want to prove to myself I could do something that, a year ago, I would have never dreamed about doing.
I've loaded my iPod up with running music. I've got my running pants packed, running shoes provided by John's Run/Walk, and socks especially for running. Let me not confuse anyone. I will not be setting any world records this weekend, I mean unless there is one for the slowest mini-marathon ever!) However, I will be setting a personal record that I never even thought I would have for myself. I can't wait to cross the finish line. I wish it would just come to me, because I know that the 13 miles that lead up to that one-tenth of a mile are going to be the worst 13 miles ever. But, for that 1/10th....for the chance to stride across the finish line and do something I never thought would be for me...to do something many people never do in their lives...it's worth it.
See you on the other side of the finish line.
aformerblonde.
You go girl! You can do it!!!
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