What seems like eons ago, I signed up to run a 5K called Run to Wrigley. I ran my first 5K - the Rockford Turkey Trot - at Thanksgiving (obviously) and I'm thrilled I finished. 5K isn't far, per say, but it's a long way to run for me.
I did get a really cool hoody featuring a turkey, a major sense of accomplishment and zero injuries from the old Turkey Trot. So, when my dad told me about the Run to Wrigley on April 13 I immediately signed up. That was months ago.
I finally started my training regime today.
It was nice, actually. It felt good to work up a sweat, push my feet on the pavement, and take those nice deep runners breaths. I'll admit (only here) that it really feels good to tell people "I went running on my break."
And if that is what gets me through 3.1 miles of running-jogging-deep-breathing, so be it.
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OK, that's it. I'm getting my feather pillow dry-cleaned today. And the rest are going to spend some time outside in the cold.
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