once upon a time, (about seven years ago) I ran four miles, and it was a complete accident. I was a senior in college, and there was this boy. every evening after dinner, he would go to the fitness center on campus to work out. so I started going to the fitness center after dinner to work out. because in my little twitterpated mind, I figured that if we worked out at the same time that we could finish working out at the same time and probably walk back to the apartments at the same time. it would be a chance for conversation that would be totally organic and natural and not at all forced. (ha!) as a bonus, I would get to watch him lift heavy things from my post on the treadmill. win win win.
except that said boy worked out for a LONG time. which meant that I stayed on that treadmill WAY longer than I ever anticipated. and then suddenly I had ran four miles and given myself shin splints and only managed to have one tiny conversation by the water fountain with said boy about how I probably needed to buy new running shoes. and then i stopped going to the fitness center after dinner.
about 2 years later, I married that boy. win.
in 2 weeks, I will run four miles again, and it will be on purpose. and then I will keep going. all the way up to 13.1 miles in Yellowstone in June. if all goes according to my training plan, I will end up somewhere near 250 total miles.
my registration is in. my plane tickets are bought. my running buddy is 5 weeks ahead of me in her training. there is no turning back.
#YSHalf. here we go.
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I love this post for so many reasons. Glad your shin splints were more than worth it. :)
You go girl! Maybe In October you will be ready to run the Nike Women's half in San Fran with us and get your Tiffany necklace at finish line.
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