Sunday, October 22, 2006
Why do I run?
Seven days from today, my friend Heather and I will be running in the Marine Corp Marathon in Washington DC. I
For five months, I've worked hard, sweated, and lost precious Saturday morning sleep. I've hurt the toes on both feet so bad that the nails have turned black and blue more than once. I've graduated from a walking/running program (heavy on the walking) to a running program (it's all about the running!). I've been challenged by this new running group and the coach to want more and do more. At first, I was the one in the group that lagged behind, happy when the mileage was complete. Now, more often than not, they lag behind. I've run with my fast friend Heather, who's got a few marathons under her belt--and I've kept up.
So why do I run?
I run for the "I'm glad to be alive" feeling I get when I'm done.
I run this marathon in celebration of my Dad--he's a marine and it's his birthday on race day!
I run to challenge myself to do better each time.
I run so my weight and my age can't catch up!
I run for my friends who are looking for a healthier life.
I run for my sisters to challenge them to do something more with their life.
I run for my husband so he knows he can do it too.
And, most of all, I run for me because I don't want life to pass me by.
For five months, I've worked hard, sweated, and lost precious Saturday morning sleep. I've hurt the toes on both feet so bad that the nails have turned black and blue more than once. I've graduated from a walking/running program (heavy on the walking) to a running program (it's all about the running!). I've been challenged by this new running group and the coach to want more and do more. At first, I was the one in the group that lagged behind, happy when the mileage was complete. Now, more often than not, they lag behind. I've run with my fast friend Heather, who's got a few marathons under her belt--and I've kept up.
So why do I run?
I run for the "I'm glad to be alive" feeling I get when I'm done.
I run this marathon in celebration of my Dad--he's a marine and it's his birthday on race day!
I run to challenge myself to do better each time.
I run so my weight and my age can't catch up!
I run for my friends who are looking for a healthier life.
I run for my sisters to challenge them to do something more with their life.
I run for my husband so he knows he can do it too.
And, most of all, I run for me because I don't want life to pass me by.
// posted by Leenie @ 10:44 PM 
