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...

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

DizzyBarfBlah.

I have felt like total crap this week. I tried to run tonight and made it a half a mile before I decided it was more important that I not puke on the guy next to me (who had one arm, by the way) than prove a point. I switched to the elliptical. Same thing. Except for the one armed man thing.

On my way out I ran into my personal trainer. He made me feel a little better, gave me a high-five, etc. Debbie at work made me feel better too today... She just walks up to random people within my earshot and says "Did you know Shelley ran 20 miles this weekend?" It makes me smile.

Climbing up the stairs seemed like torture today...so I thought of this song, which is my current favorite because it reminds me the importance of my mental state in all of this. It's my mantra... at least one of them. The other is "The faster I run, the quicker I'm done."

"This is 10% luck, 20% skill, 15% concentrated power of will, 5% pleasure, 50% pain and 100% reason to remember the name."

Everytime I think that line, my outlook changes: Today is the day. And the time is now. If not now, when? This is important.

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