JUST Running. My First Crack at It!!
Ok, it wasn't a 10K or anything impressive - (are 10K's impressive? it sounds impressive but maybe I'm just making myself look like an even bigger running virgin). My first shot at running was a humble 1.8 miles. Just from my house to the city library and back. I didn't set out to inspire anyone, however, usually that would be a drive for me. A distance worth driving is too far to walk and much less to run. This is why I thought it'd be a good goal, I'd be pushing myself but at the same time and in a worst case scenario I could drag myself the last 3 blocks. Also, it is a decently trafficked area on either side of the route so someone would have noticed my unconscious body on the sidewalk - and hopefully someone would have done something about it. So, I put on my Fila Skeletoes shoes (more on this later), secured my Camelbak - pathetic I know, but just in case, after all I didn't know how my body would respond not only to the physical aspect of it but...