So I just started running. I not really wild about it. I know there are those that really enjoy the thing. Like my friend Ashley who's an absolute addict or my dad who has run 2 marathons and a slew of half marathons. Once upon a time I use to be a pretty fit athlete but I was really good at lifting weights, throwing heavy objects and sprinting fast. But my doctor told me that I should become a marathon runner for health reasons (I have issues with my insulin). So last week was my first week as a "runner." (Not counting the year that I did Cross Country in High School forever ago.) And guess what? I ran 14 miles last week!!! I was so proud of myself that I was telling everybody about it. Anyway, I guess my goals are to get to some sort of zen state ("You know like how many babies can you fit in a tire") and not think about the fact that I'm running. I've been listening to books on tape and that's helped the time pass.
So there you have it...
The end.
