I am going to run 6 miles tomorrow.
See, I'm training for a half-marathon in October, but have yet to consistenly run more than 4 or 5 miles at a stretch. On Saturday I went out with this new running group that does 5 miles (plus more for people who want to add on) and it kicked my butt. After a summer of doing intervals instead of distance, I am way out of running shape. Since it is so miserably hot here in the summer, even at 5:30 in the morning, I usually take a break from distance running until the fall.
So like the kids who will be getting those cruel back to school wake-up calls next week, my body is trying fruitlessly to find the snooze button once the running portion of the workout extends past 45 seconds.
My body: Make it stop! I'm not ready yet!
Me: You'll thank me later, freshman.
So, purely for accountability, I am making a public declaration that tomorrow I will run six miles. Please ask me about it later in the day if you see me. Maybe I should make a little pin to wear that says, "ask me about the six miles I ran today." :)
Six miles is nothing to some people, I know that. But to me, it's an accomplishment. A short attention span and fear of boredom have prevented me from breaking out of the standard 30-minute 3-mile run for years. And I guess that's why I signed up for the half marathon - its a mental challenge as well as physical!
Okay, so there you have it. I'm issued myself a dare. The next time you hear from me will be for the continuation of this post! I know you are just sitting on the edge of your seats! LOL
Well try to contain yourself. In the meantime, check out what Runner's World has to say about transitioning from 5k to 10k.
Hey, it beats actually running one. :)