made to run

i have been made to run.

when i write "made," i don't mean as in designed to run. i mean "made" as in forced to run against my will. i don't want to run--at all!! today my husband and i are suppose to get out there and run 10 miles. 10 miles!! my entire body revolts at just the thought of having to run. my brain says, "heck, no!" my knees say, "please don't!" and my heart can barely be heard. even my nose says, "you know that you can't breathe through your nose when you are sitting down just resting..." and it's true. i have a ....i forget what the allergist said. a slant inside my nose?? my nose slants to one side on the inside?? i don't know, but i can't breathe right. that's what i know. running and trying to breathe with a slanted nose is nearly impossible.

we will see...

not Finished!!!

so here it is...

last week, i went out and wrote "finish" on the spot where our nine mile trek would end. like i have mentioned in the earlier post, i finished the required miles. ironically, the more i see the picture, the more i wonder if it was a sort of harbinger of my training ending. once again, we will have to wait until tomorrow.

goodnight, good people...

falling off the wagon

there i went---i fell of the wagon this week. last sunday, my husband and i ran 9 miles. and my knees have been hating me ever since!! so, i only ran on tuesday for thirty minutes. the pavement went silent from my knees not pounding it this week. the saddest part is that my husband only ran on tuesday, too. but, tonight he went and ran 9 miles! talk about feeling left out and left behind!! i decided on wednesday that i would not run again until monday, which by the way is tomorrow. i need to stop being a crybaby and get out there and kick some concrete! we will see if i put my knees where my mouth is tomorrow, won't we?

in training

i have signed my husband and myself up for a half marathon in november. i don't remember exactly when i signed on the dotted line, but it has been several weeks. soon after i started my training, i came down with a sort of bronchitis and could not run for a week; the week that was suppose to be my second week of training. nevertheless, i timidly started again, trying to redeem lost training time. as of tonight, there are six weeks left before the event. i will not call it "the race" because i will surely not be racing on that day. i will only be trying to finish!!

my husband and i ran/jogged for 75 minutes tonight for the low price of $25.00 for the sitter. this would be the time to do one of those commercials: jogging for 75 minutes, aching feet, knees, ankles, $25.00 for the sitter...getting one step closer to finishing the "event": priceless...


my point in blogging tonight, however, is to begin a sort of weekly jogging journal.

how i felt tonight: my husband always starts out faster than me. i trail about 10-15 yards behind him for the first 20 minutes or so. i pretty much hate running for the first 20 minutes every time i run. but, then, about the 25 to 30 minute time, i start feeling my legs getting stronger. i feel ready to stretch them out--widen my stride and pick up my pace.

in the end, my left knee began to act up, my toes felt swollen, and i was once again hating running. but we finished...

next week: 90 minutes...

what did i get myself into?