Perhaps I'm a Runner?

Flash-foward several months again and I've discovered that this whole running thing is an addiction...and I've gotten Greg hooked. Muahahah. :>


Follow my journey as I prepare for the Chicago Marathon and get in tip-top shape. A far cry from my days as a fat kid that took like 25 minutes to run a mile in gym class. If only Mr. Simpson could see me now...

Saturday, September 02, 2006

Not-so-sweet 16

Where to begin...... I was actually really excited about my run today. I'd mapped out a route on mapmyrun.com and was really looking forward to getting a pedestrian view of the area. And the first half of the run was pretty good. Then my knee started hurting. Badly. Apparently 116th street is a lot more hilly than I realized. The flat parts were really flat, too. So I had a good ten minutes to prepare for the huge hill that I would soon face. The upward part took my breath away, the downward part made me envision the bones in my right knee slamming together. Very pleasant.

I guess, all in all, it wasn't that bad though. The temperature was perfect since summer decided to bail a little early. I returned home and took part in what has become my new ritual: lying on the floor on a towel and passing out. Something about the floor is really great. It's hard and I feel like I'm really making an effort to lie down. Like I cannot possible collapse any further into the earth. Yes, this is stupid, but so is running 16 miles, chubies.

Okay, plus I just remapped how far I actually ran and it was more like 17.25. Nice.

Distance: ~ 16.5 miles
Time: ~2:50:00

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