So I've been saying for awhile now that I am a runner. I feel it in my soul. The only problem, I don't actually run. Every time I have tried I last about 30 seconds before I have to stop because my side is hurting so bad. I don't know what the problem is, I'm totally in great shape. Just like Nate. He told me the other day he is in shape. Round. Round is a shape. (don't judge me for being rude about my hubby, he said it. I'm just repeating him).
Anyway, Dilon asked me the other day if I would start running with him so he can get in shape for football. First of all, he is already in shape for a 10 year old (not the round kind) and second, football doesn't start until August. What's the hurry man? Since I know I have a runners soul I agreed to it. So last night I sucked it up and we went for a run. I RAN! Well, I had to stop every two minutes to walk but it totally counts. I even told him we'd do it again tonight. That didn't happen so much. I blame it on the fact that Nate was at the church and I couldn't leave the little ones alone. When in reality I can barely move because I have shin splints. Nate says it's because I have bad form. What does he know?
I felt I had to officially document the fact that I have become a runner. So what if it was only once. It will happen again. Eventually. In fact, I think I just may be ready for my first marathon.
i have always detested running. well, i think i've moved up to a healthy state of "hate" or "strongly dislike" instead of "detest" which is progress i say? really, it's taken years. maybe... 15? that's not quick progress, but i will say after 15 years it's FINALLY getting a little easier. i play this game where i only have 30 minutes to myself, so i see how far away i can get! the only problem is what i do when i turn around and realize i have to get all the way back home. it's still a work in progress. i do think people who say you grow to love it lie. but again, it's possible to start to tolerate it. maybe. way to go, wrights!
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