I haven't written much about my preparations for my 5K fundraiser. [At least my donation page is more accessible, now though.]
That's because there hasn't been much to talk about. I bought the ugly running shoes, and then I sort of stalled out when it came to doing the running part.
With August nearly half over and September 13 looming, last week I finally got myself into gear and started training by jogging near my home.
Wow does it suck. I had forgotten how much I hate running. My body is deeply offended by it somehow.
It's pretty embarrassing to admit, especially when I have friends preparing for a marathon, that running a mere 5K seems nearly impossible to me. I've done it before, so I know I can do it again, but nonetheless I often think that I will literally croak before I reach that 3.2 miles.
The amazing thing is that as much as I dread putting on my running shoes and heading out the door, I am making progress.
Tortuous, miserable progress.
I'm running about three times farther at a stretch this week than I could last week. My body never stops feeling like an enormous leaden weight that I have to drag forward step by laborious step, but each time I head out on my carefully measured training course, I find that I can haul my bulk a bit farther.
I'm not quite sure if I'm progressing at a rate that will have me ready to run the full 5K in a month, but I would like to make it most of the route without having to walk too much.
I know that the real point of doing the 5K is to raise money for cancer research, but I don't want to look like a complete tool, either.
I'll keep you posted.