I'm not an elitist runner,strictly speaking I'm not even a runner. I'm really a shuffler.... OK, so I have forward motion while I move my feet and I reach the finish lines... eventually. No complaints though, gives me time to think and more importantly un-think .
Motivation is really not the much vaunted runner's high ( which after about 6 months of running and not hitting I honestly think is bogus) but just the incredible satisfaction of finishing . But what really gets me into a good rhythm is the training for an approaching race ,so this year I'm signing up for the Turkey Trot 8 miler.
The first run yesterday towards gearing up for the trot after a long period of inactivity was not what one would call successful.The run involved some heavy duty puffing and panting interspersed with why-the-heck-am-I-doing-this-again- ing. Not a stellar opening day.
Shuffle On!
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