After running for five “official” weeks and still loving it, I’ve decided to join a local running club. I’ve set a goal of another half marathon for the beginning of winter. And if I know myself, the cold wimps me out. I’m not as motivated to run when I’m inside my warm house. So I felt that if I were a part of, and somewhat accountable to others for my running, I’d be more motivated to participate. (Also the fact that I paid to join the club is motivation as well).
I could be hasty in my committment level because I haven’t even ran my first half marathon yet but even if the race doesn’t go well, the experience preparing for it has been worth it and I don’t see myself not running. It’s who I’ve become and who I want to be.
I think about San Francisco every day now, my thoughts divided between an unbelievable writers’ conference and the race. It’s funny how the two are tied because when I run, I think about my appointment with an editor or the manuscript I’m revising and when I’m writing, I think about San Francisco which makes me think about the race and how I need to run more to be better prepared. Craziness! I know.
But after August 3rd, the two will separate and go their own ways. I won’t have to try and accomplish both in the morning since I’d much rather wake up early, early than stay up late. Which will help me devote more time to each, I believe.
Hope everyone’s summer is going well.