10K: Do I Dare?

I dressed for running as soon as I woke up. I had to before I could talk myself out of it.

So off I went. After about two miles I got the same lower back pain from the race on Saturday. I fixed my posture and the pain went away.

During the race, I noticed that I passed the walkers but was running in queue with the stop-starters, the people who would quickly run by me but who I would eventually pass because they slowed down to a walk. I sought advice from one of the best runners I know. Yes, I got advice from my husband.

This mofo will get his feelings hurt when he has to pay a whole twenty bucks for shoes from Payless Shoe Source. He will say that those shoes “aren’t too bad” because they make his feet bleed for only a week.

Only a week.

Yet in those shoes, he would lap Marines around the track and he would keep up with SEALs young enough to be our kids. And I know that even though he can’t do these things now, I know that one day he will.

He told me about FARTLEKS, alternating running and sprinting. Those, he said, will improve my time.

Um… yeah. No, I’m gonna work on my distance for now, thankyouverymuch.

I did three and a half miles this morning. Tomorrow I mapped out a different route, one that will take me four and a half miles.

My new minimum distance will be three miles per run. My new running schedule will be four days a week, squeezing in Zumba or Hot Hula class whenever I can.

I want to run a 10K. I want to do it in September and again in November. I saw this on Pinterest.

There. That’s where I’m going and that’s what I’m gonna get next year. Come with me?