Thursday, August 16, 2012
My sister in law sent out a message asking people to join her team to run for her son (my nephew). She's doing a 1/2 marathon, but others are doing a 5k. Her son has a rare, incurrable, terminal disease. He's tube fed, can't walk, can only say about 2 words, and has limited mobility. So she is setting up a team to support the foundation that raises awareness about his disease. I'm seriously considering joining the 5k team. It's the last weekend in Sept, but I'm scared I won't be able to run that far.
This morning I decided to push my run and see what I could do. I went 1.75 miles. It wasn't easy, I had a side cramp the last third of the run, and my legs magically gained 10lbs each halfway through :) Despite that I finished it, and feel great now. I'm thinking I should be able to get up to 3.1 by the end of September. That's 1.35 miles more than I'm doing now. Honestly, I'm just scared. I've never pushed myself to do something like that. I know I should do it, I know I can do it if I train...but for some reason it scares me too.... so I have one more run this week, Saturday. After that run I'll make my final decision. My brother even said he'd do it with me if I wanted him to. He's that sick kind of person that can bust out a 5k in 24 minutes when he hasn't ran a mile in a year...and he's a smoker. Why didn't I get those genes? :)