I really want to be a runner.
I am not naturally a runner.
I suck at running.
But...there is just something about it. I want to be a runner.
So tonight I decided to try out our gym's "Outdoor Running Club". Tonight's group was for "Intermediate/Advanced Runners." I am neither. However, I cant' make it to the "Beginning Runners" group on Thursday, so I decided to give it a try.
Hmm. Probably should have thought this one through a bit more.
I showed up and met up with the other runners. There were four of us, and the running instructor. One of the girls just ran the Chicago marathon. That should have been my first clue.
I did fine through mile one. Mile two...got much harder. And after mile two...I had to walk. And since this was a running club, I was the only one walking. Joy.
The running instructor stayed back to run/walk with me while the others went ahead. He talked as I gasped for air and kept me distracted during the rest of the run. He told me how he only has 70% of his lung function...yet I was the one gasping for air.
The run lasted four miles. Any other day, I would be proud of myself. But when comparing myself to "real" runners...it was humbling.
I'm not going to give up. I want to be a runner.
Now I just have to tend to these massive blisters on my feet...
Anyone else have some tough days on their way to being a runner?