I have said it before and I will say it again, I am not a runner. Running has never been something I have enjoyed or really wanted to do. And so when I stop to think about what I've embarked on here, it can seem a little crazy. The two-three miles I do a couple of times a week is not that bad, but 13 miles, that seems totally unrealistic. Quite frankly it seems darn near impossible! I try not to focus on the implausible nature of ME running THIRTEEN miles and try to trust that LLS knows what it is doing and will take me there one step/week at a time.
Nevertheless, sometimes I still get down on all of it. I come to the end of a walking interval and hear the voice on the computer app tell me, "Start running" and I think "oh shut up, I don't want to run." And then I remind myself, "I do want to fight cancer. I do want to see a cure. I do want people to stop suffering. I do want there to be tangible hope." And so I start picking my feet up a little faster and get back to running.
This is a challenge. If I were doing it for myself, I think I might have thrown in the towel a few weeks ago. But this isn't about me. It's bigger than me. And that helps me get over myself and keep at it.
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Hi Deb, I was reading a few of your posts and had a quick question about your blog. I was hoping you could email me back when you get the chance, thanks!
Emmy
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