Running is not everyone’s favorite; in fact it takes a particular mindset to do the simple motion of putting one foot in front of the other and doing it really really fast. It wasn’t that long ago, about a year and half, I couldn’t run a couple of yards. I could skate for miles and miles and miles, but running wasn’t something I could do. If I were to get mugged, I hope it would happen if I was on a pair of roller skates.
Starting out running is kind of funny, especially if you never ran before or it has been years since your last jog. I played soccer in high school, but that was fun! Soccer isn’t just about running, it’s about getting the ball away from the other team and scoring points! That’s fun! Running, by itself? Not so fun. So why would someone like me start running? And why the hell would someone like me run in the rain or in 20 something degree weather?
I want to be a Marine. That’s why I run, why I work out, and why I keep going. There was a turning point late last year for me as I sat on the gym locker room floor feeling somewhat sorry for myself. My weight hadn’t budged and I was working out really hard. I thought, “Come hell or high water, I will do what it takes to be a Marine. Through discipline and dedication I will get to and through boot camp. Quitting is not even in the books. Neither is failure.”
I’m so close.
2011 is the year.
I wrote it before, I'll write it again. I should have done this years ago!
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