Monday, February 8, 2010
See Jane Run
Some of my days are definitely scarier than others. Take last Monday, for instance. I got an email from my youngest brother that simply said:
Twin Cities Marathon October 3. I'm in. Are you?
Talking about stopping dead in your tracks. I stared at the screen. Holy cow! Am I in?????
Running a marathon has always been a dream of mine. Not sure why, but it's always been something I wanted to do. The problem is that I am a big, big person right now. On top of that, I am completely out of shape. A marathon is a daunting endeavor for young people who are in the best shape of their lives. But a middle-aged fat lady? Hmmm . . . .
I started to do a little research. I know from friends who have undertaken this mighty feat that if you don't finish the race you don't get a t-shirt. And you don't technically finish unless you cross the finish line in under 6 hours. Is this even possible for me?
I registered for the race, posting my non-refundable $100.00 last Friday. I did it because I know several things for sure:
- I have 7 months to train
- If I can walk or run every mile in 13.55 minutes or less, I can finish in under 6 hours.
- I want a t-shirt.
So there it is. Insanity in its fullest measure folks. A goal that seems infinitely unattainable as I sit here and type out this post, but completely do-able if I set my mind to it and get going. And that's what I intend to do. My mother has said I need someone to push me. I have put in an SOS to my big dog friend who walks with me. We are going to visit a trainer. And now I'm scared. :)
Still fighting the good fight daily. Getting lost . . . I mean LOTS of exercise. Loving my treadmill, although the weekend was busy enough to keep me from it.
That's the good word from God's country, where the whole of civilization has been shut down due to snow. Love days like that. God love you all and keep you safe and healthy and motivated to do your own thing.