Remember that kid in gym class that was gravely athetically challenged? The kid who always managed to get hit in the head during kickball games? That was me; I was that kid. I once got hit in the head by a kickball when I wasn't even playing. I hated sports, they were trying to kill me!
Then, in middle school, we were required to up our ante and run the dreaded mile once a week. At that time, running a mile to me might as well have been sending me on a death march. Isn't this what they make prisoners do as punishment?!
The first time my gym teacher annonced that we were going to run the mile, I debated claiming that I was sick, I debated doing a rain storm dance, I debated doing anything I could to get out of running it! But as a very shy, awkward, middle-schooler, I said nothing and lined up at the starting line on our gravel track. The teacher blew the whistle for us to begin running. This is no joke, I took about two strides and fell flat on my face. It took me a second to get up and I quickly realized that both of my knees had huge, bleeding, open wounds. So I limped over to the teacher and asked if I could go to the nurse to get cleaned up and get some bandages. But no, not happening; he insisted that I keep running and said that I would fail for the day if I didn't. Being the shy girl that I was, I followed his orders and continued running while blood was running down my shins. I finished the mile in 15+ minutes - a failing time! I might as well have just went to the nurse and had my parents on the gym teacher's ass for making me run with bloody knee caps. I never wanted to run again. In fact, if I told myself at that time that I would later be training for a marathon, I would've probably dropped dead on the spot.
Ironically, I am now a runner and a very happy runner indeed. Running is my escape from life; a time to clear my mind. This is my second week of training and I am already starting to feel stronger. This week I will run 23 miles total. Now I just need to imagine running that far plus three miles in just a few hours. Yeah, I won't start thinking about that yet. One step at a time.
Also, in case anybody has a brief moment of insanity and decides to also train for a marathon, I'll post my training schedule each week, which was created for me by the professional runners at Runner's World. Note: this training regimen is for intermediate runners; I don't recommend this for somebody who just decides, on a whim, to start running. Please get a physical from a sports doctor and make sure your body is ready for miles and miles of pavement pounding.
Week Two Training
6/15 - Rest day (ran 8 miles yesterday)
6/16 - 5 miles @ an easy pace
6/17 - 5 mile speedwork:
- 1 warmup mile, easy pace
- 2 miles sprinting w/ half mile jogging in between each mile
-1 cooldown mile, easy pace
6/18 - Rest day
6/19 - 5 miles @ an easy pace
6/20 - Rest day
6/21 - Long run - 8 miles
Total miles for the week: 23
Friday, June 19, 2009
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Your drive and talent for running is amazing. The most I have ever run at once is a measily six miles.
ReplyDeleteSix miles is great! That's more than the average person can run.
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