Close to the Beginning

I am putting way too much pressure on myself to make this first post engaging and thought provoking. Let me make it simple.

This will be a blog about experiences as a new runner. I really don't know what brought me to this decision. I just feel like I could be embarking on an exciting new journey. I should probably make clear that I'm not looking to win. I'm looking to finish---finish whatever I think I should finish each day.

I really don't know what to expect. This could be as exciting as watching paint dry. My past history with even consistent exercise has been spotty at best. There's usually great flurries of activity followed by long periods of rest. The only thing I can do is listen to the thoughts flying around in my head that are full of hope and excitement.

It was recently brought to my attention that all you had to do to be a runner was run. You can't fake that. You can't buy it. You can't go to school for it. It doesn't matter how fast you run, how long you run or how well you run.

I remember liking to run as a kid and feeling my heart beating while I did. I want that feeling back.


Anyway, where I am at---Week Three. Weeks One and Two were spent running one minute and then walking five. We did six intervals. Plan to meet A tomorrow to start running 1:30 w/ 5 minute walk-X6 intervals.

Interval 4 kills. We have decided. Can't wait to feel how 1:30 will feel.

Oy, I'm old.