Running
I'm trying to become a runner again. I am in pitiful shape. I ran the 400, 4x400, and 4x800 for 4 years in track, and 3.1 miles (5K) for 3 years in cross country, and now I can barely make it once around the quad. But that's ok. Baby steps, right? Right! When I finished running this afternoon, I felt like I wanted to collapse and die. You may ask, "Why do you want to run if it makes you feel like you want to collapse and die?" Well, that's an excellent question, and here's the answer: I can remember what it felt like to be able to run a for a good thirty minutes or so, and not feel like I wanted to collapse and die, and that is what is spurring me on. That, and the jiggling of my thighs and my daily feeling of being uselessly lazy. Running is one of my summer goals. I will be able to run a 5K in a decent time by the end of August. I will do it! I am determined.