I’m Running for My Life.
That sounds so serious. To be perfectly honest I am running because this has been a goal of mine for a long time. The idea of running a marathon came to me while volunteering at the 2003 Chicago Marathon. I was at the finish line, getting hammered on the free Goose Island Beer and manning the “CONGRATS!” microphone telling jokes and doing little dances for the runners. This was a volunteer project that raised money for a production of “Evita” that Northwestern was doing. I decided that morning I would run a marathon one day though I really had no plan in my drunken dancing state how that would ever happen.
I am one of those people who always secretly wanted to run. As I would walk my dog in Central Park I would be in awe of those long-limbed runners looking so content in their tight pants and running gear. They seemed so hard-core to me. Sometimes I would be inspired, try to run and fail miserably.
Case in point. My boyfriend, who I love dearly decided that he would support my running by having us run together. This man, mind you is 6 feet tall and somehow has never gotten out of shape since playing high school football. He is one of those boys that can take serious time off from working out and jump back into a full run no problem.
We started out fine. I felt that “I’m going to die, oh my god I must be having a heart attack” feeling that often plagued my runs but I kept going. Hitting the reservior I somehow caught up to him right as he was stepping sideways. I flew over his leg and landed face first onto the running track which ended my running career for about two years.
It wasn’t his fault, though I did blame him often post-run for my lack of running. I always said I couldn’t run which is silly because it is the most natural thing the body can do. I just needed to start slowly and stick with it.
Well I have now been running for 3 months. In that time I have run a half marathon, three NYRR races and I just signed up for the Chicago Marathon. I am not fast nor do I really care to be. I am running to prove to myself that I can do something that I had never believed I could.
It sounds super cheesy but I thought I would keep a record of the time leading up to the big race. Here we go.
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