I ran 3 miles today in 36 minutes. Without stopping. Ever since my boot camp I've been running on and off, a couple of times a week, but I've really been half assing it if I'm being honest with myself. Tonight was great though. My husband went with me and it was great to just have someone next to me, going at my pace. He hasn't run probably since our honeymoon, and all he ate was a banana today, but he kept right with me until then end. Men. How annoying.
Anyway, it was nice to have someone with me. So last night I was doing a little thinking, and while there is a lot about myself I don't understand (like why I'm so excited that a Long John Silvers just opened up down the street from my house) one thing I do understand is that I do well with specific time frames, with goals. That's why I liked boot camp so much, it was a set period of time, I knew when it was going to be over, and it kicked my ass.
I'm thinking I need something like that, but I'm not exactly sure what. One idea I'm entertaining is the Denver Marathon. This year is the second year of the marathon and it just so happens to fall on the date which will mark one year of marriage for the boy and I: October 14, 2007. Wouldn't running a marathon be a cool way to celebrate? Or a half marathon?
So yeah, right now I'm proud of myself for running three miles without dying. What makes me think I could run a marathon?
Honestly, I have no idea. I have some girlfriends who are hardcore runners and they're training for a marathon right now, and they are suffering. SUFFERING. And they each weigh like 120 lbs. And they've been running for years.
But I dunno, regular people do it all the time. Tons and tons of people have trained for marathons and survived. Even liked it. And my optimistic side says, I'm going to lose a ton of weight training for it. I have six months, and they even have a marathon training team with a pace group that goes at my level.
The training starts on June 23. There are shorter runs and training sessions on Thursdays at 6:00 p.m. and long runs on Saturday morning. At 7:00 a.m.
7:00. That's the hard part. 7:00 on a Saturday morning. I don't even get up for work until 7:00 on weekdays. And I'm going to be running at that time on weekends? For training runs all the way up to 20 miles? (Or 10 or 12 if I decide to do the half marathon).
I don't know. That sounds like a big commitment. But I'm 27 and it's only six months of my life and what an awesome accomplishment it would be. It's scary, even terrifying to think about.
I haven't decided if I'm going to do it or not. Part of me thinks I should just continue doing what I'm doing, or maybe try Turbulence Training, or do another boot camp or join another gym or sign up for a cycling race or do something else. But part of me thinks this would be the coolest thing I could do. What do you guys think?