Train (the Verb)

I want to run a marathon.

Not any time soon.  But someday...

Trouble is: I've had such severe shin splints for more than ten years--jogging/running has been out of the question!  I tried all the solutions people recommended: stretching, many different kinds of shoes, etc.

Then, a month or two ago, the shin splints just went away.  I did happen to buy a new pair of shoes right around that time, but they're nothing special--pretty much the same as I always get.  So I don't know if it the shoes finally made the difference, but suddenly I can run again.  Okay, "run" probably isn't the right word, but jog-more-slowly-than-most-people-walk is hard to use as a verb.

And it feels great.  Not at time.  No, I'm so horribly-out-of-shape that the actual jogging is only slightly more pleasant than gargling battery acid. But afterward, I feel great, and I'm so glad I'm doing it.  (And, if you want the real truth, the actual jogging is getting easier too.)

So, for the first time in a decade, I'm training for a race.  Not a marathon.  Just a 5K.  (Baby steps, you know.)  I'm planning on doing one race per month this summer--one in Provo with family, one in Centerville with friends, others all by myself.  The first one comes up in a week!  I'm really looking forward to it.

Now I've just got to lay off the cookies.  Apparently I'm not supposed to eat junk while I'm in training.

Dang it.

MOJ