I think I'm not supposed to run!

What the heck? Let me tell you how things have gone the last 3-4 weeks.

After my awesome discovery of running and its physical benefits, not to mention the fact that I think I can be good enough at it, the universe has decided to conspire against me. Here's a recap:

3 weeks (monday june 11) ago I injured my feet by being stupid - this entails running in shoes that are too tight and too small. Oh yes, also not running shoes, basketball shoes. I know, I was a freaking moron! Really? Really Brigham? Really? Apparently either of those 3 alone can bust you up. Oh yes, and going barefoot style running also - guilty again.

After 3 weeks I am ready to start running again. Feeling great! I did a couple half miles a week apart during my injury, despite the fact that your not supposed to run for a couple of weeks with this kind of injury. However, every time I did it I felt better. So I went for 1 mile. Great! I finished it without stopping. Feet? They feel good. Rest of body? About to shut down. This was just this past Monday (July 2nd). Tuesday, I get a tickle in my throat and next thing I know it turns into some kind of viral crap - and not the good kind of viral that makes you rich and famous, well, maybe just famous. I can't exert myself without feeling like I'm gonna pass out. So I can't run. I already feel like I'm gonna pass out when I'm healthy!

So here I am, 8 days to go until my first 5K, where I'm supposed to prove myself and I can't run. I don't even know if I can run 2 miles without embarrassing myself. I sure as heck don't want to do the walk of shame. That's a freaking long walk of shame, not like the one walking a few stairs after deciding to not go on a roller coaster. I'm headed to Mexico for work next week, so a decent training regimen will be almost impossible, but I'll see what I can do.

It's almost like the universe is trying to give me a sign. trying to tell me that this whole running idea is just not for me. However, I like to think that it's a way for the universe to see how much I want it. If anything, it's a way for me to prove to myself how bad I want it. Look, I'm not going to do great at this 5K obviously, I know that. But if I don't run, then I I failed myself, if I'm going to give up on my goals with the first 1 or 2 obstacles that show up, then I guess I shouldn't expect to go much farther in life. No, this is an analogy of how I want to live my life. Regardless of how it goes, I'm going to run that race and finish it. It is more important to finish than how I finish. One day I'll focus on the how but for now I am just going to focus on one thing: RUNNING! Because in no time, my main goal will be here - TOUGH MUDDER.